Not long ago, I saw an article here regarding pow-skiing being overrated.
I was stoked for him, but also extremely jealous.
I needed to get my day in of this insane storm that hit the PNW these last 2 weeks.
For years, we had talked about taking the snowmobiles up to this specific zone at Blewett Pass.
The problem was finding the right storm and temperatures.
2 hours later, I get a call.
(Great service at the trailhead, surprisingly!)
Yeah… come to Cle Elum tonight, we shred tomorrow.
It looks great up here," Coop said.
The stoke was awakened.
Saturday morning arrives, and we loaded up.
We arrived at the trailhead, and it was a crisp 25 degrees.
Cooper and I parked our sleds at the top.
We then began traversing through the trees on the ridge to find a couple drop-in points.
Coops dad (my uncle, Sean) was gracious enough taxi us back and forth as we skied.
What a day it was.
If you stuck around to read, I really appreciate it!
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Stoked on how they turned out.
