Trailer season!!!

Well now that I'm back in winter mode and the mountains around me now are covered in white goodness vs green greatness. Its time to share what my fellow warriors are doing with this crazy art called skiing!

First- I have to shout out to the boys at Nimbus Independent: They keep the soul of skiing alive! Check out the CONTRAST between their lives vs that of others in skiing and roamers of the Earth:

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Second: Shout out to those Wild Stallions on the East Coast for their crazy creativity and die hard hunger for skiing, no matter what the weather is! I learned a lot about what skiing is out on the EC. Thank all you who make skiing fun and different! Yeah!!!

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Summer???

Its been a while since I have last tasted the sweet smell of summer.

Let alone... being back in Telluride for the last month have been enchanting. I have one week left of this glorious green before my adventures continue in the land of red meat and white mountains... Argentina.




"Cataract Canyon in April, I think it was April... I would call this more like early spring... Still nice!"

"Mammoth Campsite and Margeritas over at the MILL:)"
After one of the funnest months in Mammoth. I drove the ol' Subi back home which amazingly carried me through an amazing journey of camping, skiing, partying, and living. Once back in T-ride I was summoned to Boston in order represent and party with SASS for the weekend


"Photos from Madeline Ladapi, out in Cape Cod"
From one party to the next I arrived back in time for the classic Telluride Bluegrass festival. Needless to say I had way to much fun the last two weeks.
"Rainbow over Palmyra and Silver peak up at The Observatory... Totally distracted me from washing walls."

After using up all my gogo party juice it was time to step back and help with what I could for my Family. Washing walls for days, moping floors and sweeping for hours, and rebuilding the deck when its not pissing rain. I don't know what the future holds in store for the Alta Lakes Observatory.

Its energy and power has enchanted my family and community for years. At times I feel like I am steeping through the wordrobe into Narnia when I connect with the here and now up there. What ever it is... is.