Long has tele-skiing been relegated to the hardwood glades of Vermont, where salty skiers cling to the their leather boots with fervent intensity. In these oases of dropping the knee and freeing the mind, rarely do you see the crossover into the so called "newschool" style. That is until you watch tele-John ski.
Tele-John takes his heel free approach to the park and rails, channeling his inner Michael Jackson with some moon-walk inspired grinds. The skiing is impressive. So let this be the gauntlet thrown to all the young guns out there, drop that knee and let the steez follow.