I got into mountain boarding through kite landboarding. Frustrated by poor weather conditions, me and my riding buddy found a suitable hill (Cleeve hill; unbeknown to us the birthplace of UK mountainboarding) to ride our boards on. One very wet muddy session later we were both hooked. We spent most of our time falling over, but by the end we were pumped up on adrenaline, soaked through from head to foot, and grinning like idiots! A couple of years down the line and our interest in mountainboarding has become more of an an obsession, and I still can’t believe that something that keeps you fit can be so much fun!