Lo and behold we arrived at the Sea Shack Hostel in St Ann Du Monts right on schedule.
A 45 minute drive brought us into the mountains, and boy, what a sight.
Lucky for all of us he missed.
We skinned out and went back up for a second lap.
I was rewarded with a really long run of unobstructed deep powder shredding.
It feels so freaking good to ski really fast down really steep runs in really deep powder.
Everyone in the group said it was the best run of their lives.
It was day 2 of 4 and the trip was already worth it.
to the most beautiful of his female counterparts.
The rest of the night was a blur of Molson and whatever sticky sweet beverage Joalene kept feeding me.
As the first ones to the mountain that day the skin track was treacherously filled in and deplorably steep.
Pounding snowfall coated our bodies as we marched laboriously to the top of the mountain.
I leaned back into the bottom of a hard carve and everything disappeared and terror overtook me.
Everything I could see was soft, untouched, and meter deep.
We took 4 runs that day and I remember every turn.
We packed the cars up, and began the long journey home.
The shred was real.
Video made by Nick Edwards and Adam Silverstein documenting the trip
