Cover photo: Late night fuel stop.
Hunter S. Thompson sped towards Las Vegas with a crowd of hallucinatory bats in tow.
Christopher McCandless hauled himself into the Alaskan wilderness in the hopes of discovering some version of freedom.
These tales somehow capture something essential and undeniably memorable about the skiing experience, why?
Moments later a car pulled alongside us to see if we were okay.
Two adults up front asked some customary questions, and the kids in the rear buzzed with excitement.
But the more mundane moments remain just as sharp.
Shared Belmonts outside a Tim Hortons.
Long lines at the border heading south.
Road sodas and peeing on the side of the road in the pitch dark.
Image: Another pit-stop.
Will had hurt his back prior to the trip, but he decided to tag along anyway.
Due to his back, Will was notably out of commission for the duration of the trip.
Its not like we were like frickin rage dude, but like as young kids…
I dont know it was just fun dude.
The prank worked, too, which likely led to the total destruction of the unsuspecting victims day.
Both Will and Elsas memories neatly slot into the general mischief category.
Image: Doesn’t really need an explanation.
Youre just having fun and screwing around with your friends.
But not all ski trips are fun and games.
JP, another friend of mine, noted that his enjoyment from ski trips primarily stemmed from setting goals.
The goal-oriented trip offers just as much to the freeskiing world as more carefree endeavors.
However, even these more focused trips werent devoid of screwing around.
Image: Flat Head Lake, MT.
In the end, though, these memories are important because theyre shared.
The recipe is abundantly clear: friends, fun, skiing, awful mishaps, as is the result.
