every single second that i spent with my dad at mustang powder cats in BC, or in 2013 there was one like 36" pow day and my little brothers and i had the time of our lives sending the shit out of everything
spending 6 months doing nothing but riding keystone and breck. saved up money over the summer working a 60 hr/week job to save up to live in the summit county in my own apartment and just be a ski bum. Had so many awesome days riding, chilling, trampolining and making new friends. Also meeting Candide, Woodsy and Scrappy Joe was a bonus
skiing has changed my life, has been a savior, and a motivator, pow or rain, win or lose, i made and lost friends... there is no one memory greater than another, Every last one of them was unforgettable, and just when i do lose sight, im sent a reminder of the greatest times of my life.
12/13 season, a few buddies i went to school with came out to see me, we had a 1 1/2 foot over night bluebird the next day. even though i was riding centre mounted alpha 1s i still had so much fun. literally high fives and wooping all day...
First time doing a 3 off the biggest jump in our park, it was such a great feeling being able to really hold on to the grab and look over my should through the entire spin, especially since I was expecting to get way out of control and land on my side or something. Also have some great memories from this season instructing actually, witch is nice to think about considering I was getting paid when those happened.
This past winter, I learned new switch tricks and did bigger stuff on bigger features. But the best part was when my friends and I went to Utah, we went to Alta on a pow day and it was the best non park day I have ever had in my life. Exploring Alta is 10x better than exploring pornhub. On top of that we were there to visit our bestfriend, known the kid since I was 5 and lapping 3 kings all week was so damn sick, I didnt worry about learning new tricks I just was there to ski the best parks in North America and have fun with friends.
soo many to count, its hard to make a list. My good ol lifty friend at work who has been jumping off shit for decades now put it best: "you'd be surprised over the years how many of those days just pile up, and you seem to forget about some of them."
ones that standout for me:
- stomping my first backie on the aerial hill at the Olympic park up here, and all my coaches being super stoked.
- Christmas break 2k14 in the cottonwoods. holy fuckin wow, nuff said.
- March 2nd or 3rd at snowbird. I don't think I have ever seen it snow that much in my entire life, you were getting faceshots just riding up the chair. unfuckinreal day.
The fondest memory of my skiing moment is every time I'm with friends or family. Of course, it's still fun to ski alone but it's more awesome to ski when you have beer buddy at the end of the session. :)
When I went on a trip to Bachelor this year and it was my first day skiing there and I got one of the first lifts up. it dumped like 1.5 feet the night before and on my first run I went into the trees to try and find some deep snow, and I did. it was the best run of my life (probably because I was on Hellbents).