A Day at Targhee “Were you here on Monday?” a young local asked on Targhee’s Blackfoot Chairlift. Clinging to this two seat relic of skiing yesteryear, I turned my head the slightest bit to respond, “Nah, I was in Jackson.” “O man! It was unreal!” Looking between my skis at the scantily tracked “groomer” below, ... Read More

Two blinking lights peered out through the white wash. Then they were gone. Snow whipped across my windshield in a haze, stripped off the steep walls lining the road. In all my times driving the stretch from Jackson to Driggs, I’ve never been so gripped on the wheel. Vehicles were strewn along turn-outs with nowhere ... Read More

“32 inches in 24 hours at Targhee,” announced a local radio station to the chagrin of every Idaho resident from Victor to Tetonia. “Come on over!” While packs of pow hounds made the trip from Jackson this morning, there was plenty of goodness to go around in Alta, Wyoming. “Top five runs of the season, and ... Read More

DREAMS ARE MADE OF THESE DAYS, imprinted on the deep fabric of our minds to remain intact into our waning years. Old and gray with two creaky knees and a scotch in hand, we will summon today’s turns as evidence of a life well spent. It’s hard to articulate what deep powder does to the ... Read More

In the wake of last night’s rocking Kinetix show at the Mangy Moose, many met the day with ringing ears and throbbing heads. Fortunately, second to a morning beer, nothing kills a hangover like fresh pow... and there was that in abundance today. Fat flakes fell throughout the day, collecting in the trees and loading ... Read More

The King's New Clothes The crowd wasn’t too sure what to expect when a semicircle of fire was lit at the end of the jump. “The Outrageous Airshow” at the Snow King Winter Fest had already lived up to its name, complete with fireworks, acrobatic aerials, and a fair share of cringe-worthy crashes. Yet there ... Read More

STORIES! There is a bartender in Jackson who goes by the name “Story.” When he’s not slinging suds, Story spins a web of tales like a hungry Recluse spider. Elbows over the bar, reminiscing the day, Story claimed to be responsible for today’s six inches. “I worship many deities, but the one whom I petition in ... Read More

Sorry Mom  “Listen …” my mother began, as she had so many times before when something was amiss. “Dad and I read your post the other day, and we need to talk…” I quickly shuffled through my mental inventory for anything lewd or inflammatory I’d written in recent days that could have spurred this call, but ... Read More

Spring Skiing…Already? Soaking rays and draining suds on the mid-mountain deck of Casper Restaurant perfectly capped off a mellow day at Teton Village. The savory smoke billowing from Casper’s outdoor grill floated into the airwaves of Sublime’s Bradley Nowell singing out from beyond the grave: “summah time and the livins easy…” Indeed, the living was easy ... Read More

The Power of Posse Talking backcountry, it’s said again and again: “Go with a group of guys you trust.” Like most commandments passed down by skiing and snowboarding’s forefathers, this advice is invariably sound. Beyond the immediate safety concerns (which are paramount), a strong posse can bring you to places unimaginable on your own. Not ... Read More