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Last winter I worked at Webbski at Summit with a bunch of other cool guys who loved to ski and snowboard. One night after a huge snowfall, which is rare for Snoqualmie, my friend Johan (hi dude this is probably your account) showed us all in the M.C.C. a cliff at West that was about 12 feet. I was super scared to drop it but then everyone else did it so I just did it. I felt good after I did it. It was the first big cliff I'd gone off of too.
Last year up at Stevens me my brother and our 2 friends were goin up Friday for Night skiing. We got up there when the sun was still out. So we decided to take a few runs on Tye Bowl. we took one run and it was good. The next one we wanted to get up on top of the bowl. We took a left off the chair and found our way down. When we got to the top we started skiing. We stopped a little ways down and saw 2 holes. I skid under them fine along with my brother and friend Chris. My other friend Isaac decided to ski above the holes. He skied about 5 yards above the holes and he fell. i heard him yelling and looked back. All that I could see was his head. I took off my skis and booked it to where he was. The 2 holes and became 1 very big hole. He fell in and had his skis on the sides of the hole. he was about 4 feet from the bottom of the hole. I left my skis so I couldn’t put them across the hole. my friend ended up sliding all the way down to rocks. He couldn’t move because his skis were all twisted. Luckily for us the ski patrol was coming down. they helped get my friend out and buy the time he got out the sun had disappeared and it was dark. pretty fuckin scary when it happened.
My first full season out west I was shredding up at Snowbird in UT early in the season with my roommates and new friends. We were riding Little Cloud lift and traversing as far out on Road to Provo as possible until they had ropes up because it was still early. On the other side of the ropes was fresh pow, so of course we were ducking the ropes for some fresh pow (this was before I found out how seriously Snowbird is about ducking ropes, and you can be ban easily for the season, possibly for life). Towards the end of the day I decide to hike up a little further outside of the ropes to get a longer shot, and my one roommate comes with me, the one who at some point proclaimed “When I wake up every day I think how can I be more like Cartman (from South Park)?” As much as I like Cartman's character, he's a dick any way you look at it. I start booting up and I come to a 2 ft rock and decide to hike over it. When I get right in front of the rock the snow gives out and I sink up to my shoulders. I was hiking with my skis over my shoulder so my skis and elbows caught me and kept my shoulders about level with the surface of the snow downhill from the rock. I slowly slide my skis off my shoulder down hill onto the stable snow and slowly work my self out and downhill. When I get out I look at where I fell and I see it’s a huge snow drift below a cliff face and there is about a 2ft wide channel/cravase going down the cliff face about 30’ to the bottom that I was dangling in. I was really lucky I caught my self or I would have been 30’ down wedged against a cliff face in who knows what condition and need to be rescued. I put my skis on and book it down. When I get down my roommate that was with me says “Lucky you didn’t fall into that hole/creavase I was going to leave you there and book, I don’t want to get in trouble for ducking the ropes.” Learned a lot that day, rocks are cliffs, there could be a drift below it, don’t duck ropes at Snowbird, and KNOW YOUR PARTNER and be able to TRUST THEM, don’t go anywhere sketchy with this person for sure. Could have been a horrible story, or mystery, but ended up being a darkly funny experience/story.