OK so short n sweet entry today. Just another fun couloir in Gorman done. Get off work, load up the sled and by noon be standing ontop of a rad 350m couloir in waist-deep snow; so this is why I decided living in the mountains instead of living near the mountains was so worth whatever financial hardships and professional cost.

Then a bit of play time on the sled. If I’m going to use it as a tool to get into places, I need to know how to use it, right? Or maybe it’s already corrupted me, and this is the start of the excuses of a skier-gone-sledneck…