All season I've been waking up in the dark. I hate waking up in the dark. But this day was an exception. The
last exception. Rolling out of bed at 5:30am, I stumbled downstairs to make lunch and eat something before heading out the door. We're heading in on a three day camping trip to a ghost town known as Boulder city, a six mile, 3000' approach which brings us into an incredible basin with 360° of unlimited ski descents. To be honest, I almost didn't even come on this final trip. I've been spending my days slack lining barefoot in the backyard and my motivation to strap on my snowboard after almost 100 days in boots was seriously lacking. However, seeing that this was the last big trip of the year, I decided I better not miss this one. After an internal debate, I managed to get my head out of summer and motivate for one final trip with the SVT crew. And man am I glad I did!
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Boulder Basin, viewed from the west at 10,800'
Photo: Chris Cullaz |
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Home Sweet Home
Photo: Joe St. Onge |
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| Jess ripping down an un-named line on day one |
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Same line as above, viewed from across the way
Isn't it funny how a different angle changes things? |
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| Everett, atop our final 4000' descent out of the basin |
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| Staying warm around the evening fire! |
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| Final line of the year!!! |
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| Chris setting the bootpack |
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| Dropping! |
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