My wife called me a Ski Bum today. I couldn't disagree. Skiied an exotic locaton this morning: Emmigration Canyon. Elevation from 6500 ft to 7800 ft. 2400 vertical. High country in the low country. The only difference was that there was low avy danger.
Peaked out just as the sun was rising.
Bart on a run into Red Butte Canyon.
Jon riding the ridge. I've always believed skiers can't do what snowboarders do, i.e., futz around with gear, get stuck upside down because your legs are stuck together and bindings don't release, hop around like a jackrabit when the terrain tilts up, but lately I've noticed that snowboarders can actually do something cool -- surf the off cambered ridges.
They can also run straight into trees. I don't have much room to talk since I did the exact same thing recently. I still smell like a pine tree.
After the drop into Red Butte, we climbed back up to the ridge, and made an east facing run that rivals the high country runs. Snow was nice.
Surf is up.
Dude . . .