Chris Myers is the JIBIJ backcountry archangel. Perched atop
his roaring yet environmentally safe (non-two stroke) Yamaha Apex, he drags us
out back until the day we’re all ballin’ and have our own snowsteeds. In the
course of a week, with everyone enjoying the holidays, we took two backcountry
trips while Chris threw money at Arabs.
Our crew assembled at the parking lot high atop Vail Pass,
where diehard slednecks pull their trucks and trailers off and away from the
desperate left lane slog up I-70, leaving the semis to careen down the other
side. It was Jake, Landon, Nevill (freshly back from Middle Earth), Landon’s
friend Tom, T.J. Fry, Josh and Evan… Evan, come on man, do you even work at the
shop anymore? Haha.
This is about as much as Evan did all day.
I had just graduated days earlier and received a sweet new
flash for my camera. Perfect! The light’s crapped out so I get to bring glaring
illumination to the backcountry! I was so excited that I set my white balance
to flash, you guys like this orange touch? Just giving it a try.
Winter has definitely arrived in Colorado after an uncertain
start. There was not only some system finishing up in the area, but it was
cold! We went out to this cliff band, kind of flat up top but a nice mellow
landing, perfect for a 180 pow fest!… That is until I turned the camera on. I
knew I didn’t have a full charge but my battery has held its own in the winter
on just a few bars left. Well, by the time we got out there, I was down to two
bars. The battery was already hurting and the flash probably didn’t help. To
add to my list of excuses, I was so excited that we had video rolling that I
started sacrificing my shot so I wouldn’t goon up T.J’s. The show must go on though. Tom’s first hit
was a front flip. Good job, Tom! I wasn’t shooting because I just met you and I
thought you wanted to come have fun in the BC, next time though, I’ll be
watching out. Jake maintained his position as the soul shredder and elusive
yeti despite killing it on his new EP’s. Everyone stomped some switch fun until
T.J. said his battery was dying. No matter how many times I stuck my battery
down my pants, I couldn’t juice it anymore. On the last shot of the day, Nevill
wanted to line up a double off the side of our existing jump. I was all set up
to get it when that little ginger put the Ring on and disappeared out of my
I think he was wearing the helmet cam though, so hopefully
the Ring didn’t mess that up.
Skunked by the weather again. Vail Pass was a tropical
vacation compared to this. A huge crew met in the parking lot for Jones Pass,
much more of a touring spot than two stroke soaked haven. Josh, Mike Broadbent,
Hartman and Colin all went up to start building a jump that launched off into
oblivion over a fun steep landing. After toiling in a blizzard for half an
hour, Mike decides to ski down the landing and check for any sketchy things we
couldn’t see from the top. Well, the whole landing ripped right down to the
grassy rocks. At least no one hit it and Mike didn’t get buried.
We all precariously made our way down a different slope but
it was still exposed right so that it slid on Josh.
Hmm… well, we did see a fun rock over there. To the rock!
Colin and Hartman wanted to make an arcing wall ride out of it but that fell
through when the landing snow was used for the quarterpipe.
jib was weird, Colin got some solid rock to fakies, Hartman handplanted it
(duh), Steph made some turns (gettin' it!), Mike threw a backflip off the
access road as it is always backflip time for Mike and Jake agreed with Mike.
At this point I was just shooting in between fits of screaming, saying I wanted
to cut my hands and feet off as I couldn’t feel them anymore. Chris pulled
about ten people on multiple laps. Steph and Neville took forever to get home
as the entire state had been submerged into an icy, windy storm that got Colin
stuck in goddamned Kremmling!!! If anyone has ever driven to Steamboat…
KREMMLING!!! Don’t ever say JIBIJ doesn’t have soul.
Nevill enjoying the weather