The one lesson I learned at Whistler is that I'm a little too old to huck, too. I like ripping down single track at ludicrous speed (I'm 36, one of the guys I was riding with is 22 and he was astounded "Dude, you're 36? I can't keep up to you!"
But he can do big air, which is just completely out of my skill level.) Whistler is very difficult to ride and not get air. The lips on the jumps, you just can't get over them without getting some kind of air (otherwise your bike doesn't make it up the up part). To watch the kids go by, and get 6 feet, 7 feet, 10 feet of air ... it's astounding. They swear at you if you slow them down.
It amazes me how gravity defying they are. Oh to be 20-something (and under) and indestructible. Just you wait! One day you'll have a mortgage, and a receding hairline, and .. and .. AND YOU'LL HAVE TO GET UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT TO GO PEE! YES! IT'S TRUE!!!!
<cough cough> sorry about that, not sure where that came from!!!