The sky was a hanging chad today, undecided whether to let the sun poke through or to close its curtains and put La Nina back to work. As a consequence, the snow pack suffered from ice-melt syndrome: buttery in the morning, frozen in the afternoon. Though less than ideal in the flat light, folks were charging. Most entertaining was catching a cadre of Powder Magazine pros beeline from the Expert Shoots and launch off a natural hip. Watching them careen through the air with calculated grace was both humbling and awe-inspiring. They stomped the landing and continued on with little fanfare. Before witnessing this impromptu areal display, I was sizing up a knickknack to hit. Now it seemed like exactly that, an unimpressive knickknack. I hit it anyway, but kept my fist pumping to a minimum.
-Z