sun+pow = good times

more gorb-pro action

Day 1... a 5 am start, greeted Daryl and I with milkbird skies.  We waited it out, and luckily it burned off around 9 am.  We tested the waters, and found the snow to be deep and stable.  It felt weird to shred in the sun .      Daryl Treadway photo.

not a bad warm up run.

some views        Daryl Treadway photo.

Sunrise is a good time to be in the mountains. 

I got my gorb-pro on, I got a stick of juicy fruit.   Daryl Treadway photo.

I think about this line alot... the rollover is one of the gnarliest around.

I drop in.     Daryl Treadway photo.

See what I mean by gnarly rollover

Keeping with the theme of gnarly convex rollovers... Dave Basterrechea shreds the big dick.

Dave Basterrechea utilizing his 4 hrs of sleep.

It was a bit of a pepper dance, but DB slayed it.

Captain D. Ballsac gets in on the action.  Pretty nice birthday line!

Cornices have built up, but there are still some sneaky ways in. We sawed one off in the foreground , and did a mini rappel in.    Daryl Treadway photo.

It's bubbly in there.    Daryl Treadway photo.

Delaney gets into a powy one.   daryl treadway photo.

WB season opener

Another season is here.  I hit up Creekside bright and early, and ingested a fair bit of second hand "ross's gold" while waiting patiently for the gondi to open.  All the usual suspects were in attendance.

 Day 1 - Dave B busting the goat path.

 It was lean, but surprisingly good.  Dave B samples the pow and emails at the same time.

Day 2 - It wasn't looking promising, with all the huge crowns on the peak, but she tightened up over night, and they opened the access road. I made some key passes in bootpack hammer mode, and managed to make it up the peak in the first wave. The west cirque entrance as good as it gets. It is amazing how beat it gets as the season goes on.

Filled in-ish.

It's a nice time of year when the alpine lifts are closed.  Even though no one was around, I couldn't help but have that hurried feeling, thinking I might get poached.  

Frogs hollow. Some sharks out there, but decent for November.

I left a bit of ptex up on the mountain. It's still low tide out there.
But, apparently there is 46 feet in the forecast.

All Quiet on the Northern Front

I wrote a short piece for local magazine, Mountain Life.  It somehow , evolved into a Pemberton backcountry battle log. Check out the digital version, or pick up a hard copy, exclusively at places where you can buy stuff, in the sea to sky corridor.

Dave Basterrechea making me shitloads of cash.

Rocky Coast

We decided to head east, hoping for better weather.... It started to crack open enroute.

"This is just like the guidebook said it would be!"

There was a bit of bootpack posthole misery, heading up the ridge.. but the views were nice

Sugar snow isn't sweet

Chris Christie took the ridge-rot posthole to the next level, and fell into this hole!... Chris was skinning, so it was a big surprise for him that this hole collapsed and swallowed him.

Dave B and Jon J set up a quick anchor and fished Chris out.

Back to gawking at lines... The terrain is alot more rocky in this zone compared to areas closer to the coast.   Cool to shred amongst the rock walls

Stuff looks good when it is sunny

I photoshopped a pic of dave into this pic of sun and blue sky , as Dave usually likes to travel with a milk entourage.

I slid into my line

in and out

Jon Johnston making the mountain his canvas.

Dave B making the mountain, his own private idaho.

Chris Christie enjoying the silky smooth sensation, that is skiing on powder type snow.

Jon J

Round two, headed for the ramps

More sweetness out yonder way.

Union Brotherhood of the Posthole Service.

Some real nasty skinning, and bootpackery.  I cursed alot.

Can you spot the matching lunch kits.  

Dave and I wanted to drop in off the top of the nose...  Another nasty rollover with a pepper dance off the top and midway down.

We all tied our shoelaces together to see if we could get a look in.

Its alot nicer to look at with sun... This is a shot from last year, and looks a bit more filled in... We pulled the pin as the light went flat, and opted for the skiers left ramp.

yar, the flatness!... Jon and Chris headed right off the peak to a chute, Dave B hit the middle ramp , and i hit the small ramp furthest lookers right... Snow was good, it was fun to hit this wall after being chased out of here last year by spooky avy conditions.

We skinned up for one last "bonus" run.  Dave B goes further and deeper and drops into yet another  backyard discovery, with a half ass sun tint on it!... Ya Dave!

Dave makes two precise turns before pointing his snowboard downhill , through the choke and avoiding the rocks that dominate the landscape.  This is Dave Basterrechea's perfect moment.

Dave B getting his PHD in soulriding.

Mini golf land getting the late light. Sweet as mate!