Most memorable day on snow.....

slaughter

slaughter

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The recent winter pounding the sierras received has got me thinking about making turns.

Let's hear some stories.

Here is my top five memorable days.

5. Mt rose. Rose all day in the blistering cold, ready to give up because the west side was the only thing open. Told my roommate I was ready to bounce on the way up the lift. We got to the top patrol was dropping line on the east side. Got 2ft of freshies before anyone else, and then heard everyone yelling whoowhhoo on the way back up the lift. I still get hat tingling feeling just thinking about it.

4. My first munchkin’s experience. Moved out here and did not know any hot spots. Some skiers I joined up with offered to take me out there. Avalanche gully got me hooked and I hiked it two more times that day and came back the next for 3 more laps. OOOOOOh my.

3. Last season at Sugar Bowl. Everyone complains about last season, but I got some great days. The one that stands out the most is in Feb. at Sugar Bowl. We got a 6 foot storm on top of a heavy wet 4 feet or so. The 58's were piled up and a couple spines formed out there. Disney opened first, and then Lincoln opened at 11. Fresh tracks all day and there was no one to contend with.

2. New Years Eve during the 100 year storm. Enough said, if you were out there you know. It was soooo deep it was hard to get moving sometimes. This was my first season in Tahoe after moving from NC, I had never seen anything like it.

1. My first day on a snowboard. Sucked ass, ran over a few people, and joined the "collective addiction." Never put the sticks on again, until last season. I must admit, it was a great time, doing sweet spread eagles, and I plan to make a couple double-planked turns again this season.

 
I don't know if I could single out five days, but here's a few that leap to memory:

Pow day at Sugarbowl three years ago, riding with skimack and my dad dropping cliffs in heavy snow and fog.  Really unique experience going off stuff and feeling the landing about the same time you see it.

Park day at Alpine in April '05.  My first day skiing at Alpine in like 3 or 4 seasons.  On fire all day, didn't ride another lift except Kangaroo from 10 until closing.  The day I discovered what the difference was between good jumps and bad jumps.

And then this season I had a great pow day again at Sugarbowl with TheWallaby, probably in mid-March or so.  It was an epic Friday at Alpine but there was an accident on Donner so we stopped and paid for a ticket at Sugarbowl instead.  It worked out great.  There was no one on the hill and we got first tracks on the chair line under Lincoln and skied thigh to waist deep fresh all day.

 
alpine meadows. spring 05/06 i think. nicks run.

mammoth a while ago, first time hitting a big jump.

pow day at whistler with my dad and t-bone.

learning front flips with t bone.
 
Skiing waist deep+ pow in Steamboat, the snow was so light that year that people were buying snorkels so they could breathe while skiing through it.

The day I almost blew out my knee, I overshot the landing of a table by about 15 feet and landed in the flats after it, I tried standing up, one first leg was fine, second one gave out and I fell to the ground. turned out it was only strained but still hurt like a bitch!

And lastly, my first day on Twintips. When I worked at a ski resort on the east coast there were these 2001 or 2002 Volkl V's on the wall, you know, the black ones with the yellow V's on them? yeah, I was so pumped the day I bought those! especially considering that I was on K2 El Camino's before, lol

 
The first time i ski'd with lief at kirkwood, forever ago. Getting lost on the way , learning about this crazy dude in the car. Then we shralped kirkwood in late spring at hit the park all day and lief was throwing 7's on the last table. The first time i rode with a good skier. I was also on trouble makers and learning to throw 5's off small little tables and skiing switch , yeah that was fun.

 
Homewood back when I was like 12. It was raining at the lake and everyone was hella bummin, but I still had the fever for some reason and I talked my dad into driving me to the resort. Get there, and it's still raining, now even I'm getting concerned. The parking lot was empty so we just parked infront and I put on my boots and jacket in the car so I don't get totally soaked off the bat and scamper up to the lift. I'm sitting there on the lift kinda bundled up in my jacket and I'm just listening to the pitter patter of raindrops on my helmet and I just close my eyes. Then I notice something's different, and it really took me a second to figure it out, but the difference was silence...no more rain drops hitting me. I open my eyes and it is just barfing giant snowflakes everywhere. By the time I got to the top of the mountain I had a couple inches of snow sitting on me just from the few minutes riding the lift. I take off and go straight to hobbit land. I still remember the anticipation of sitting at the edge of the cat-track and feeling my skis sinking into the soft snow, and then I just dropped in, I remember just sinking up to my thighs and the feeling of light snow flowing around me, and the hissing sound it makes. It was steep so I was able to stay up for a few seconds until I tried to turn like you would on a groomer and ate it, but it didn't hurt and I knew I was hooked. I skied that run all day getting more comfortable in the powder and on my last lap I looked at my tracks left to right of my first time skiing powder to my last try that day where I had linked like five nice looking turns down the face. I don't think I saw another skier that entire day besides the lifties at the top and bottom who looked at my like I was insane every time I lapped the chair, it was pretty incredible.
 
Random day spring of 06. I woke up to knarly winds and blizzard snow, and cruised up to the hill with my dad. We shredded yellow all day (that and hot wheels and kangaroo were all that we could choose from), which was dope, but it got tracked out quick and long lines plauged the chair. Eventually, everyone started leaving, because it looked like it wasnt gonna get better. At around 2:30, I was sitting in the lodge taking off my boots, when, almost instantly it seemed, the storm blew off the mountain and the winds subsided. At 2:45 I think they opened summit, to untracked pow fresh everywhere, and everyone had left. It was like a private alpine sesh, I just remeber lapping the fuck out of the beaver/estelle area, and the only other skier I saw was jex, doing the same thing under the now blue skys. This 06 season had like 15 days like that, this one just really stood out. jea!
 
Yeah man, that late season session that Nick and I did was pretty amazing. I've never lapped the park so much in one day. We were both hurting so bad but having so much fun that we couldn't stop.

The other standout days would be when we got our whole crew to cut school and ski Northstar for the best park day of the season and also the time we caught ridiculously light shit on munchkins.
 
Boreal, hot spring day, like no one was there and we just lapped the pipe and jumps all day, like 5 minutes runs, just the most chill fun day ever.
 
^^oh yeah, how could I forget that munchkins day with everyone, the only time I've ever had to stop every three turns or so because I could not breathe through all the snow...wow, that was something else.
 
yeah dude i forgot about that northstar day... that was so fun running trains with everyone through the whole park.  perfect weather, that day was sick!
 
about three years ago (maybe four) a storm system came trough right befor christmass and it dumped for two weeks strait. school was closed for the week before christmas break so we had a three week vacation. everyday we were skiing waist deep powder at squaw and each night the the tracks were filled in and we did it all over again. i've never had that great of powder skiing for that long. except for maybe the march we had two seasons ago

 
HAHA...dude hell yeah!!! So many powder days at Alpine, I can't even begin to recall them all!!
 
so many awesome days.. hard to narrow it down.

-my first time going into mott canyon with my dad when i was 7.

-hiking talac in 8th grade with my best friends.

-a crazy pow day in mammoth with becca 2 seasons ago. third chair on Chair 23..i think?

-palisades at heavenly.. numerous times

-skiing to gardnerville from killebrew

-hiking to promised lands in mott after a 4ft dump

-munchkins is always memorable

-after a giant storm and 80 was closed, jex, becca, and i towed each other around sterling

-and a thousand hot spring park days in tahoe/mammoth.

 
Mine would be 2 years ago. I finally bought a pair of pow skis, some Maden ak´s and was riding for my first day at alpine. I was riding with a friend who worked as a liftie there. We happend to ride by Scotts chair right as it was about to open, about 11am. Got like 5th chair and hit the P-lands for the first time ever. I fell inlone at once with that run, on my new skis. No one arround. did like 6 or 7 laps, all through the p land. Would hope on hgotwheels and jump off half way and get on scotts. I was so stoked that day.

A close second was on Halloween 3 years ago at Sugar bowl. After that early season 3 foot dump. There were so many natural features to ride becasue we had no base yet. Not to mention we were riding pow in OCTOBER!!!
 
word i was at sugarbowl that day too!  so much fun riding the natural features in the low snow!
 
Soo much fun, but soooo bad for my skis, lol. But I have rock skis now! By the looks of the weather so far, we may be in for that again. LETS HOPE!!!!!
 
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