A few riders and I drove down to Red Mountain pass to grab a few shots. Turned out that the snow was really baked. We managed to salvage a few spots before Jeff (Cormack) took a hit to the knee. With Partly torn LCL we drove back home.

I had the chance to go back to the church rail that we did earlier this season, I tried to step it up this time. The snow literally melted out from underneath us as the sesh wore on. Fun one( click images to see larger)

Unknown shredder Jordan Morrisette is right on Kegan’s heels taking the flying squirrel urban.  

When a friend of mine asked if I was interested in a road trip to out to California for a week, “hell yeah.” The plan was to leave friday morning and stop at Aspen’s big air event they hold at 3:00pm on fridays. Mark (Hoyt) and Colin (Spencer) were going to try to take the event and some extra cash for the trip. Turned out the locals made it to finals. We stopped at a bridge on the way out of town to see if it would be possible to hit real quick. We all agreed that after they both got a nose press we would roll out. They both landed the press after a few tries and started the switch press attempts. Colin came off the rail and caught his chin on his way down to the icy water. “we can go and get you stitches or get some glue and fix it right here, your choice.” Next Mark is on a quick trip to the kiwk-e-mart for some superglue and hydrogen-peroxide and soon enough we had the bleeding stopped and chin back together. On to Grand Junction. 

We stayed the night in Grand Junction, picked up Bret a filmer for Cuff Productions. On the way we stopped at a random little town which was full of snow. Turned out there was a sweet little kink at the local Chiropractor’s office. Colin Landed a front board and we were off to stay the night in Reno.  As we pulled into town we were in the middle of a 48hour storm, I have never seen snow flakes so big.

 The next day we found a truck buried near a local mountain and gave it a good slashing with the help of our truck, it was still snowing into the night. We woke up to a perfect day, sprint to the backcountry…I wish. We got up there late but found some amazing cliffs and a few spots that would fill the next few days. The guys we were staying with had built a quarter-pipe, using the roof of the house as a drop in. Pretty fun to be able to sesh all night and work with the light and riders without worrying about getting booted.