A new place…

In the approach gully, I realized I had forgotten my camera batteries… I flipped a bitch and rode back to the truck to grab em and didn’t catch up to the fellas till the summit ridge. Sure glad I remembered…

Coulter walkin on the moon.

Menacing.

Beautiful.

Ideal…  Mr. Harris dropping in.

Here’s a few through his eyes…

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Mark and the mountain. 1000 feet down the east face…

And back to the top for our home run.

Poppin n spinnin 4,527.56 feet to the valley floor.

Absolutely bottomless. See the POV footy @ Chris’ Blog

The line. Wind lipped ridges, couloirs, open face, meadows and endless powder pipe stacked with 12-14 of fluff… this one has it all.

And this one is next…