Backwoods Condo 2

Managed to wrangle a crew to make a weekend trip to the old condo. 4 seems to be the magic number for the setup. Anything more and navigating the indoors gets tight and gear drying space gets maxed. Anything over 4 means someone takes the "hotspot" overhead bunk and has to sweat it out near the roof. This bedtime locale is reserved for members of less tenure who conveniently weren't around to help when it came to setup time.

Charlie checking the lay of the land for his first trip in.

The biggest pillow field I've seen. The pow was kind of dense to make a run at it this day. With some deeper fluff to help control speed I might be inclined to give some sections a go. Taking it from top to bottom would be masculine to say the least. Some big drops and some bigger caverns riddled throughout.

Fleeting glimpes of sun on the north side.

Charles and the radar sticks leaning into it.

  The home run.

Times are tough so breakfast got a downgrade this trip. The gang looking super thrilled about the instant oatmeal.

Ski hill runs?

Simon

Could have snapped a good one of Charles but had a communication problem and spun around to catch him cookin' down the opposite run before he blasted a huge rooster tail. Next time.

Good run and fast turn around to the top.

Binding free heelsider.

Tyler banking one. Tyler usually is my main boarding partner in crime. He elected to ski this trip hoping it would be easier on his janked back which has been plaguing him most of the season. Might have worked if he could hold himself back from jumping off stuff. The man has skills in both disciplines.

Going home with a smile.