I landed in Reno and was greeted by friends, In-N-Out Burger, and some funky dog diarrhea on the floor of the house I crashed at. Gross. Despite the nasty present, the trip kicked off proper.
NOT A GREAT FIRST SIGHT
Brendan Hayes and I rolled down to Mammoth to meet up with Greg Hahn, Matt Hammer, and Peter Benchetler.
DRIVING DOWN SOUTH
After some pizza from 5 Boroughs, a midnight ‘mobiling session, and 4 to 5 feet of new snow, we headed out our first morning to some familiar zones.
The weekend’s blizzard wreaked havoc on the town, and dumped untold amounts of snow (well, I guess I did tell you. Up to 5 feet in some spots) from down in town to the highest elevations… We couldn’t have been more excited.
On the trek out to the spot, I decided to make sure everyone’s muscles were working by burying my sled in the snorkel-worthy fresh stuff several times. The carnage continued as each rider, filmer, and photographer suffered Stuck Sled Syndrome, which any sledneck will tell you is about the equivalent of an NFL workout, only in a giant clown suit with snow up to your knees.
Eventually though, we made it to the zones we were aiming for, and it turned out beautifully. Between Peter, Greg, and Brendan, everyone made use of the airy pillow lines and bagged a couple shots each.
BRENDAN DOESN’T JUST SLEEP ON PILLOWS. HE STRAIGHT OWNS THEM.
OUR CREW (PETER, GREG, BRENDAN, & MYSELF) WITH VARYING LEVELS OF GROSS FACIAL HAIR.
The first go-‘round was completed, but much more was to come. Stay tuned for part 2…
1 comment:
who is the hippie with the red hat, i think I may have seen that dude at the String Cheese show
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