There’s something about blasting through freshly fallen powder when it’s only a few minutes old. It is so light, so dry and unsettled. These are the days when you get a facefull of it with every turn. The occasional gasp for air and brief glimpse of the terrain ahead keeps you flowing down the mountain and the powder-caked smiles at the bottom are ear to ear. Here’s to huge powder plumes and free refills!
April 18, 2024
Valentino Guseli Sets New World Record For Highest Air In Snowboarding
… on a hip!