I know, I know, maybe eating actual shit wouldn’t be fun, but when “shit” means over two feet of fresh Colorado powder from the night before – YES YES YES – count me in! Saturday I got to ride with some great friends and enjoy some amazing snow, and the mountain has gotten another 16″ in the 48 hours since THEN. Damn you work. I wish I was up again today! See that face? I couldn’t be happier!
FYI – the pic below looks like a not-so-steep chute filled with moguls, but no, it’s actually a steep-as-shit chute filled with soft powder. I have just not been able to figure out how to make pictures convey real life when it comes to elevation changes. The pic above/right is my girlfriend above me in the same chute, getting ready to come down!
I just have to say, even if you don’t like the cold, you could not help but love Colorado powder days – I’m serious! You can fall and crash and take face shots all day, but unless you hit a tree (not recommended!) it doesn’t hurt. The beauty of powder. 🙂
The left is my buddy, right before he ate shit. The right is me, right before I ate shit.
It was a lovely day.
At any rate, I figured I’d share a few photos from my weekend. Thank you to Junket for reminding me that if I was preggo, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy this particular sport at the moment. There is a silver lining to everything, right?! Trying to keep telling myself that…