I was Banff National Park is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been to.
Karl stunting in front of one of the many, many unbelievable backdrops at Lake Louise.
Nigh-on every photo we shot came out stunning, despite low tide conditions.
The parks, the sidehits, even the groomers, no matter what we shot it came out perfectly.
And the fact that all of SkiBig3 sits on National Park land really changes the flavor of the skiing.
I highly recommend packing a photographer whenever you travel.
The view from The Cliffhouse.
Day one saw us hit Mt Norquay sans Karl, who was still mid-drive.
Its often overlooked in favor of Lake Louise and Sunshine Village but erroneously so.
Man-made snow mounds that were yet to become the jump line also kept us entertained.
And it all came with an insane view over Banff and the National Park.
Fun on the snow mounds at Mt.
We just had the one day at Norquay, so we made it a long one.
That and park laps, intermixed with a sprinkling of sidecountry fun.
Swerve queen Taylor was stacking.
Shoutout to Gavin for taking that thing on no poles, camera in hand.
Karl dropping in to Peyto’s Chute.
Sunshine also had more than its share of side hits.
Lucas took advantage of this one with a perfect pole plant.
It also had plenty of backcountry booter spots.
Turns out Taylor also has mad steeze on those too.
Mason, in particular, deserves a shoutout for getting sendy in some pretty low tide conditions.
Karl boosting in front of yet another perfect backdrop at Louise.
Mason, NSer (rudager) and Lake Louise local, sent it despite the shark-infested waters.
Lucas finding the goods up on Brownshirt.
Taylor gts-ing with Gavin and stacking photos simultaneously in the Louise Park.
It was a fitting end to a trip that placed seven ski bums in atypically extravagant surroundings.
We ate like kings (and swerve queens) but drank cans back in the rooms.
We skied til we dropped, and hot tubbed to the point of fainting.
