I was couch bound for the 2 metres plus that fell around christmas time, resting my broken face. But the skies opened up, and i started to feel better, so it was time to get out. Dave B, Jon Johnston and i headed up for a tour at the top of the pass.
enroute we were greeted by the mt currie rasta horse posse. Horse dreads are sweet.
Dave B, skinning the ridge, trying to outrun random solo french snowboard dude
Dave B , first air as new dad.
John J, doing some powder skiing, trying not to be annoyed by meccys'
I did some powder, as well.