Once on the mountain, there were 3 guys snowboarding, and they stopped on the hill, sat down, and pulled out a fat blunt. Me and my friends were down a ways, off to the side of the trail, lapping some rogue glade trails we had made. Kids were trying nollie frontrolls, and Im building a jump for bigger stuff down below. We smelt some amazing chron in the air, and walked to the groomed trail to see what was up. These guys, all three were asian, came down to us, and at the exact same time, we offered to show them the trails we made, and they offered to share the blunt.So we rode down to the end of our trail, way offsides, down in the woods a ways, they LOVED it. They whipped out another blunt, and we talked and blazed before hiking back up. They were asian jazz musicians, it was so cool.