My brother and I both started skiing at the age of 3. When I was 12 and he was 15 we both started snowboarding. The first couple of years we snowboarded together, but in our teens we began to hang out in different circles and rarely went to the ski hill together. The last time I spent a good day snowboarding with my brother was probably when I was 16, which was 16 years ago.
Today, we went up to the local hill, which is closed for the season, and hiked the park and had our first good day snowboarding together in over a decade. I was rusty, having strapped on a board only a handful of times since moving abroad six years ago. He, on the other hand, has not missed a season since we were three, which would mean that, at 35, he has skied or snowboarded for about 32 straight seasons.
We only had about two hours in the park to build and session a couple of jumps and a rail, but we made the most of it, as you can see in the pictures below.