With over 250 inches this season to date, Stevens Pass, WA filled in deep leading up to the holidays. With diverse terrain and sick, deep, untracked snow, we felt very blessed with here in the Pacific Northwest. I met up with Byron Bagwell and Brandon Watts for two days of deepness and encountered uncountable pillow puffs, endless lengthy tree runs, and such a general positive vibe from everyone there. Thank you Stevens Pass for some holiday goodness--we'll see you in the new year.

Back home in Portland, OR, after an amazing week at Mt. Baker, I was resting up. Then I got a call from my friend Nick Lewton who wanted to go splitboard at Mt. St. Helens. Early the next day we rallied out of PDX...

Gringo blood tatters the streets of Las Trancas, Chile. A surprise from a Chilean chica jumping on my back--hospitals out of a Terentino movie, stitches, antibiotics, a week on the couch while mi amigo Byron Bagwell was out getting it at Nevados de Chillan...

Another dry spell was sweeping the northwest: flowers were blooming, grass was greening, I was finding myself glaring at every person in Portland walking around in shorts and t-shirts. I kept busy doing some work and cruising groomers. Then I got a text from Byron Bagwell saying that California's was expecting a moderate storm. I dropped everything, charged the batteries, and waxed the stick, because we were going, going, back, back to cali, cali...