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Euro month+Maine

I guess I’ll start my pretty awesome new blog off with a wonderful story of the past month.

So the past month has been the wildest and longest month of my life. I went to some amazing places where I meet loads of people from all over and made a lot of new friends. I started my trip of on the 26th of February when I left Utah for Laax Switzerland for the European Freeski open.

Top of Laax where Erik and I skied probably the best powder of our lives

There I meet up with good friend Erik Hughes and we ended up being 2 of the only 5 Americans that decided to go to the Euro open, Rad. The main reason was that the weather last year was so bad that both slope and pipe semis/finals got cancelled. But weather this year was the complete opposite, it was bluebird everyday! As for the competition it went pretty well.

I ended up 5th in slope which I was really stoked on. The slope course was a really good and well built but a challenge to make it through without a mistake, mainly in the rail section. As for pipe it didn’t go as well haha, I ended up in 13th in the semis and top 12 went to finals. But I was still stoked because the pipe was cut super well and was really fun to ride.

BUT the coolest part of the whole event was that they used a pic of me from pipe last year on all the posters and banners. Literally I was everywhere around town! haha it was really sick.

Me on the start gate banner

After the Euro open Erik and I headed just down a town to Chur to go ski at Arosa ski resort for the Andri Ambuhl Invitational. We got lucky enough for Andri to invite us just the day before. In Chur we all stayed at a pretty nice hostel that was across the street from about three whore houses and a few sex shops


Andri’s jump

To get to the resort everyday we took a train that weaved through the mountains for miles and surrounded us with amazing views, no better way to start they day huh? For the next four days we had sled laps on one of the sickest jumps I have ever hit. There was a crew of about 8 of us so we hit the jump 20+ times every session it felt like. During those four days I learned a bunch of new tricks that I was really eager to learn before Euro X. STOKED. But unfortunately on the first day Erik came up a bit short and bruised his heal leaving him to shooting photos for the next few days. That wasn’t good.

For the rest of this epic story check out Joss’s blog