This unemployed shit rocks! Tracked the weather pattern for 8 inches of fresh in Flagstaff, with a gratis lift ticket from my MTBR buddy Rockman. Thank you Joe! Skipped school, left the festering neon distraction at 5:30am for a day of snow single-dadding. After wardrobe anomalies I dropped the kids off at 10am covered in gore and fleece for lessons, and then shredded trees for 5 hrs. Passing G’s class on   Hart Prairie at 2:45 I said ‘hey little skier‘, and she nearly fell over with joy. Then buzzed Alana giggling up the magic carpet.

Sledding til 6pm and creeping through a whiteout in the Verde Valley were small speedbumps in the Daddy Triple Header.

I repacked, recaffeinated, and headed out to Pagosa Springs the next day with Doug and Ryan. A foot of fresh, over 30 inches in 3 days awaited us.

Doug dropping the cornice on Alberta Peak


Ryan’s buddy Brad lives in Pagosa and showed us the goods all day

approaching Gate 1 of the Waterfall

another steep hike off the right side of Alberta led to knee-high pow

i hope Ryan has a beacon