#snowhound

Soooo you guys I'm stoked at the possibility I might move to Colorado MID-FREAKING WINTER. I love the snow and I love big beastly mountains. The thought of getting to ride up there THIS FUCKING WINTER is like 🤩🤩🤩🤩

This is Washington (Rooster Comb, 2nd fave hike) ☝️

I mean I'm not going to get to ride backcountry yet cuz I have to form my crew so I don't, you know, die. But POWDERRRR and runs over 1000 ft!! Ugh. I'm ready.

I call these lollipop trees.

I miss dropping cliffs. I miss dusting those dumb fuck boys who are like "hey let's ride" and then I tell them I'm fucking nasty and they're like "yeah me too" (cuz what chick is badder than them right?) I miss the serious focus of reading snow, terrain maps and each other's trepidation as you pick out the gnarliest lines to slash. I miss hotboxing the jeep before coming down the mountain, utterly spent and grinning, recounting ridiculous stories.

That's The Stick, a fucking 80' gnarly drop. You have to drag your tail down the rockface otherwise you eat tree. No, I never dropped it.

Safety (meetings) third. ☝️

Yo I miss early ass mornings stoked as hell, rotating people's snowboard playlists on the ride up. I miss the whole fricking mountian culture. And I get to take my snow dog?! And I might be out of academia?! Wowee. Please let this happen. After all the SHIT. SO MUCH SHIT. Lemme get this win, Jah, hook it up up!