But we wanted to cap off Junior year with yet another epic adventure.
I firmly believe it is a pilgrimage every park / freestyle skier needs to make in their lifetime.
What a contrast to dealing with a cloudy, somewhat fickle, Montana winter.
Crew soakin'
Toby Goldman grabbing tail.
He’s single ladies.
Nash Lisac checking out Mount Jefferson during a classic front flip on the big line.
Andie on the swerve.
The crew even made the trek to Illumination Rock, an iconic Mount Hood spot.
Kelly B.
Chris Goodhue grabbin' Japan.
Kenzo off for a hike.
Kenzie Lisac sending off Illumination.
A real crew soak.
Most of Oregon is like this.
The goal was to ski Terminal Cancer, a North American Top 50 Ski Classic.
The Ruby Mountains, NV in a fresh layer of snow.
Terminal Cancer isn’t the gnarliest line out there, but it is one of the most aesthetically pleasing.
It is around 35-40 degrees, about 20 feet wide, and offers around 2000 feet of vert.
Spirits were high knowing a quick hike through the woods would lead us to the base of the couloir.
It quickly came apparent these were no ordinary woods.
A beautiful line with avalanche debris down the second half.
Seth, head down, booting up.
At this point, it seemed as though instinct took over.
Making it to the bottom was bittersweet, as we knew the woods were waiting.
We made it back to Shelly around 5:00 pm.
A quick nap later we were back on the road barreling towards Salt Lake.
Sam spent all year skiing the bird while attending the University of Utah for his freshman year.
I believe these experiences provide a connection.
A connection to something bigger than yourself; something more powerful and awe inspiring.
While these are all great things, it can take away from what it means to truly be alive.
It is these precious and fleeting moments that drive us to do these illogical senseless journeys.
Thanks to YURT for the vibing tunes!
https://livelaughyurt.bandcamp.com/releases
Also thanks to J Skis and Blackstrap Inc. for the help this season!
