9 foot storm in the desert. This rare event goes down about every 25-30 years so a road trip with the boys was in order.







Tony finally gettin a chance to do some boardin.

Mark, breaking the steepest trail imaginable at alarming speed through the deep pow… as usual.

For a first descent? Who knows. This sunny aspect will probably be bare within a matter of days. Makes you wonder how many times this has ever been skiable.

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In this photo, you can see Danimal overdosing on fun. Hoots, howls and all sorts of other wild calls were just ringing through the canyons. The energy in the crew was unbelievable and it went without saying that we were all here for a once in a lifetime experience.

One line each just wasn’t enough.

Then up n outta there…

Just in time to get socked in for the sunset.

Packed up camp with ear to ear grins then a long skin out under the moon dawg. The most epic experience ever? Just maybe.

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