Freeride. Video's - 11 maart 2020   14:27 Drone filmt hoe Jacob Wester z’n been breekt tijdens dikke freeride lijn

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“When the tomahawking began, all I could think of was that my skis needed to come off, asap. Unfortunately, my left ski didn’t”, aldus Jacob Wester. Spijtig nieuws dus voor ‘m, want met een gebroken been wordt er de komende periode niet meer geskied. Maar eh… Gelukkig hebben we de beelden, eh… Nog?

Ofzo?

Normaal gesproken zou je zeggen dat het niet de beelden zijn die je graag het internet op sjouwt, maar in dit geval doet Jacob Wester het zelf én krijgen we er ook nog eens tekst en uitleg bij.

Kijk, dat het een ferme crash is behoeft geen uitleg, want dat neemt de drone allemaal voor z’n rekening. Maar waarom was hij daar, hoe was de situatie, wat was er nog meer aan de hand en wat voor problemen gaf deze crash aan z’n seizoen?

Ook dat vertelt Jacob Wester in z’n social media post, die uiteraard hieronder te begluren valt. Er valt te lezen dat hij bezig was met een film en dat het tien dagen aan prachtige momenten in Chamonix waren. Tien dagen lang jumps bouwen, omhoog klimmen voor zieke lijnen en dit alles filmen met een filmer van formaat… Tja, dat klinkt ook wel echt heerlijk, if you ask me.

Tot het moment dat het fout ging. En het ging goed fout. Blijkbaar was de feeling er al om te stoppen, maar toch besloot Jacob Wester om nog één keer omhoog te gaan. Een fout die blijkbaar dus zelfs bij de pro’s speelt.

De crash is een aantal weken geleden gebeurd en afgelopen week is Jacob Wester geopereerd. Inclusief een operatie aan z’n meniscus. “I have a long process in front of me but not nearly as long as it could have been, and I am going to put all my efforts into getting back as soon as physically possible” en dat klinkt ons als muziek in de oren, maar de komende periode gaat het dus fysio’n worden in plaats van skiën. Bij deze wensen we Jacob Wester veel beterschap!

Broken leg!

It happened on the final day of shooting for another video project – an ambitious new cinematic take on skiing that I, together with visionary filmer and producer Marcus Rönne had set out to create together. 10 beautiful days of lugging drones, tripods and cameras around the slackcountry of Chamonix. 10 long days of building jumps, hiking lines and pondering philosophical concepts of time, space, the self, and everything in between. 10 incredibly productive days, at that. I am still so thankful for all that happened up until that moment, when my aching legs should have told me it was enough. I had just skied a line where I could tell I wasn’t at my strongest or at my most reactive. The snow was sub-par and I got lost midway, missing the main feature and cursed at my mediocre effort. This is when I should have called it off, not radio’d to the crew that I was going to do ”just one more”. Another 30 minute hike later, and I was on top of a line I knew was going to demand my full attention. Steep, narrow, and a high-speed exit over a mandatory air. Arthur Mnt gave me the ”OK go” sign by quickly flipping his racing drone in front of me, and I dropped in, immediately relieved by the feeling of sinking into perfect powder, thinking to myself ”oh yeah, this is going to be easy”. Yeah right. Halfway down the chute, the snow turned into wind-effected cardboard and I started realizing that I was gonna be hard to slow down before the bottom air. For some reason – my wasted legs maybe – I didn’t land far enough forward, and as I went into one of the longest wheelies of my life, I knew things were going to turn violent. When the tomahawking began, all I could think of was that my skis needed to come off, asap. Unfortunately, my left ski didn’t, and got hooked in the snow on my second flip. I heard a loud snap, and died on the inside, knowing my season was over. After gathering myself and my gear with the help of a guided ski-touring group that happened to pass by, I painfully traversed on one ski over to the piste, and met the rescuers for a toboggan ride down, and subsequent ride to the hospital in Sallanches. Suspicions ranged from dislocated knee, ACL injury and broken bones, or a combination of them all.After two weeks of painful uncertainty, I just got out of surgery today in Sweden, and to my enormous relief the final verdict is ”only” a fractured tibial plateau, that is now fixated with yet another chunk of titanium inside my left leg, and a damaged meniscus, that was sewn together in the same surgery. It’s been 5 years since I last broke a leg, a frequency I can live with given what I do on a daily basis out there, and right now it almost feels like winning the lottery knowing my ligaments are intact. I have a long process in front of me but not nearly as long as it could have been, and I am going to put all my efforts into getting back as soon as physically possible, with proper nutrition and rehab. So grateful for the three amazing months of winter I got, I have so much cool footage to show you all!Infinite love to everyone who helped me on that day up until now, you all know who you are. Enjoy the late winter and remember to cherish every pow turn! See you soon!

Geplaatst door Jacob Wester op Dinsdag 3 maart 2020

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