Oh Magog.
 

Nearly two feet of snow had fallen over the past few days and I was itching to get out. I had crushed my foot while moving a big boulder out of the landing of one of our jumps the day before the storm hit and my foot was swollen and in a lot of pain, but I really had to get out and slash some pow.

All the homies in town were stuck at work so Storm-dog and I had our own session. The snowpack was pretty damn good for this early in the season. We are pretty limited to the grassy slopes this time of year, so we made the most of it- Jumping the little bumps and mini rollers and slashing as much pow as possible on a couple of different powdersurf boards.
The powsurf quiver for today..
 
Storm is getting older and slowing down a bit, but he’s still loving fresh pow
 
I was quickly reminded of how damn fun it is to ride these silly boards. Gotta love the simple pleasures in life.
 

Self portrait slasher
 
My mind gets board with no one to talk to up in the hills so I decided to take some photos and video of the day. Since my dog cannot operate a camera, I had to do it all myself. The action still shots didn’t work out so great but I managed to get a couple of shots that were ok. The video turned out pretty good though…
 
 
 
Check it:
 
Any powder day after the end of april is gravy. I love gravy. We have had some pretty good helpings this season. Today we knew it was gonna be good and it wasn’t going to last long so we pulled out of town at 5:45 am and headed for the goods.

The powder test I performed this morning resulted in a rating of “BLOWER!!!”

We parked to unload the sleds and we were standing in 10 inches of light and dry pow under bluebird skies. We rallied up to the top and knocked out a couple of runs each in Rock Bowl as quick as we could. There was a foot + of fresh pow. The conditions were blower so I was alternating runs between my snowboard and my powsurfer. Things were heating up quick on the east facing slope so we headed for a higher more north facing zone.

We got to the Lgn Ln sector and it was holding some epic snow. So we frantically lapped it as many times as possible – racing against the warming weather. I had one of the funnest lines in a long time on the powsurfer. I entered the chute entrance, hit a little ice patch and ass checked the top of the chute, causing a wet slide that would take me down about 50ft and land me in a pile of wet debris… it was more funny than scary. I got my board back under my feet and had the sickest run… high speed face shots and rollers lined themselves up perfectly for me to ollie off of. Funny how the funnest run of the day would come on a powdersurf board.


The powsurfing in this sector was soooo sick. Roller after slash after roller…

The pow on the north facing slopes was all up in your face

Aaron and I about to drop in
This could be my last ollie of the season on the powsurf.. stoked it was a good one.
We called it a day at about 1:30. The weather was scorching, the pow was cooked and we were both running super low on oil.

It is Moustache May and this is my “powder stash”

We drew some lines here. Our shred tracks on the left and the powder 8 slednecker tracks in the middle… and we’re outa there.
What a killer day!!! The snowmobiling was super fun, the snowboarding was sick, the powsurfing was epic and it was a beautiful way to end another winter season. I got home and parked the sled in the backyard for the first time all season – just to taunt mother nature. I hope she makes me drag it out again for another pow day this year. But if not, we ended on a perfect note.Spirits were high today until I got home to the news that an old friend had passed away after a battle with breast cancer. Krista Moroge was an amazing skateboarder, snowboarder, and human being. She was extremely talented and motivated far beyond the average person. Her inspiration lives on inside all of us. We will miss you Krista.

Check the video!
Slashing bindingless in May!

We got a nice shot of 6-8 inches of light n dry pow on friday night. Most of my homies have given up for the season it seems because I couldn’t find a single bro to join me on a late season powsurfing mission. So I went solo.. I couldn’t resist.

I showed up to really good conditions and new snow that bonded nicely to the slush beneath. Most of the jumps had melted away and the cliffs had melted back leaving no good takeoffs. I was limited on what I could shred but I managed to find some pretty fun stuff.
I did a few warm up laps in an open bowl that I could ghost ride the sled down for my pickup. It was pretty fun on the powsurfer although the light was a little flat. When that was played I walked over the the “toilet bowl” and packed out a nice little kicker to try a few tricks off of. I had mixed results.. I mostly just slammed alot. The toughest part was the run-in to the jump. I would either be going too slow or way too fast.

I think I slammed on 4 or 5 attempts at a 360 shovit and cracked my board landing in bomb holes :-(

Flying thru the air out of control… I went at least 15 feet past my landing slamming into the backside of a windlip… ouch.
I got tired of getting worked by this jump so I moved to a new zone. The light came out and things got really fun. I hiked the pinball sector for a few fun lines and took a couple pow shots using my remote control shutter release.

I was about to leave when I saw the perfect place to safely ghost ride my sled and get myself a solid 700 vertical run in an open field of pow.

If you look close you can see a little speck in the middle of the shot- that’s me slashing down on the sardine (and that is my ghost ride track to the left).

Slashing in a sea of pure white…

On the way to the goods….note the only track within 100 miles is Benor’s and I am right behind him! Today is gonna be sick.

We were pretty amped to show up to a foot + of fresh pow and not a track in sight or any sound of sledneckers in the distance. Things were gonna get rad….. until the track on my sled broke- sending me flying over the handlebars as the sled rolled over. No bueno… It was up to Benor to chauffeur all 4 of us around for the day.

We still managed to get the goods. Some easier access stuff, we sessioned a kicker for a bit, then a kicker over a cliff (on our snowboards), then we spent the rest of the day powdersurfing.
Slashing pow runs and building small jumps and hitting the natural rollers. A few kickflips were landed, a bunch of shovits, the biggest backside 180 I have ever done and copius amounts of powder was slashed.


Jeremy- cliffdrop

Castle Rock – Untouched!
We started the day off snowboarding (aaron was skiing) so we could take full advantage of all the terrain as best we could. Adrenaline was pumping all morning.. My legs and hands were shaking after every run. These lines really get your heart going, especially once you enter the ampitheater. The already steep hillside just rolls away out of sight and you have to be 100% committed or you are probably going to eat shit hard.

We pretty much had our way with this zone all day but I had to get one more …. without the aid of bindings.

This is one of my favorite snowboarding runs. Long, steep and exposed… I was stoked be the first to ever shred this line on the powdersurf board. (today was my second run on it) My choice of deck was the “Sardine”. A directional board that is pretty skinny compared to most of my boards. It was definitely the board of choice today because the snow was barely deep enough to be able to turn in.
I went for the bomb drop off the top and slammed pretty good, the landing was much flatter than it looked… Oh well, the last 1000 feet of my run was epic. The snow was slightly variable and that can be really tough without bindings. I made almost all the way down before taking two of the hardest slams I have taken all year. Full body slam while hauling top speed… my brain shook around in my head like jello- ouch.

Jeremy – Bindingless…Ready for takeoff…

Bombs away


I didn’t feel too bad about slamming on the bomb drop as I slashed mad pow the rest of the way down….this shit is like therapy.



…..we don’t need no stinking bindings!!!!
We decided to powdersurf for the rest of the afternoon. It was pretty fun but the variable snow conditions gave us quite a bit of hell. Lots of slamming.
Craig- slashing

So after 12 hours of killing it I was pretty pooped. This was certainly one of those days I will remember for a while.



I am not going to disclose the location here cause it is too sacred. We will just say it’s somewhere in Idaho or Wyoming or something. Dunker and I slayed it up here for 2 days. The Avy danger was super high so we kept it chill on the powsurfs. Found some really fun lines. One in particular was loaded with mini kickers- so much fun on the powdersurf boards. We were passing over fresh 4 foot slides and glide cracks. It was pretty nerve racking and it kept us humble on our line choices.
There is so much potential up here and never a skier or snowboarder in sight. I have seen some of my favorite zones raped by “professional” film crews in the snowboard and ski industry. They hype it up and disclose the location to da masses (did I just say dumbasses?!) and I am over that crap. Thanks a lot mormon mafia (you know who you are) – you suck. Anyways… I am not going to let that happen to this zone.

BONUS!
I met snowboard artist (and legend) Mike Parillo at the Mag Release party. I was a little bit star struck I must admit. This guy’s artwork has had a huge influence on me throughout the years. It was so rad to see his OG paintings in their glory. Whenever I am painting my powsurfers I am thinking about this guys work. My kindergarten art doesn’t touch what this guy does. I really want to get involved with him in the future if things work out.
 

Mike Parillo – Original artwork for Travis Rice’s Pro Models
Mike Parillo and Travis Rice’s Studio for Asymbol


Parillo doing what he does.
Dunker needed to make a huge print for an up coming art show. This was his first test print. Pretty amazing.
This is a reproduction of the Craig Kelly Tribute mural. Mike said the original had been vandalized so this was the reproduced inkjet print. 3×5 feet or so.
Brother Ali on the mic!!! This show was amazing- such a rad vibe.
 
Not only did I get to chill with Mike Parillo but Travis Rice showed up and kicked it for an hour or so. Travis is the greatest snowboarder in the world…. do I need to say more?
Mike and Travis seemed pretty stoked on the Powdersurf boards. I am working on a couple to send up their way. Hopefully they can provide some R&D and maybe some connections in the industry… Most of all- I want Parillo to paint one.. That dude has unreal skills.
Brother Ali was super rad. He freestyled back in forth with Justin Timberlake (yes, the backstreet boy) and it was insane!
I can’t wait to back and ride the Village when it starts dumping. Jackson is always a good time.