This past Sunday I headed up to Bolton Valley once again, this time with my longtime friend Ryan Flynn. We suited up in the balmy 0 degree weather, we packed up our now slushy PBR’s & started the trek upwards. We crushed the skin to the view in about 40 minutes thanks to Ryan’s pace. Our mission was mainly recon, to scope lines for the next storm, although we’re not holding our breath. The turns were great, but after being plagued by slipping skins and a looming 3 hour drive home – we made the most of our last decent and headed south.
I spent the last couple days up at Cannon Mountain helping teach some kids from Belfast, Ireland how to crush it like a local. The basics were covered: callouts, pole whacking, radness yells, etc.