Switching the sugar with salt, itching powder in the undies,
plastic wrap on the toilet seat, telling your offspring they are adopted, all
great April Fools� jokes. However my favorite this year, the old season swap . Spring?
Sure feels like January to me.
Backcountry air.
With temps hovering in the single digits up high, we have been on the receiving end of powder fluffier than a prepubescent rabbit.
laying down a nice turn with Jackson Hole valley in the background.
The snow was perfect for one thing and one thing only, launching off anything and everything. The resort backcountry was as empty as a foreclosed home in the middle of Iowa. As such, we had our choice of untracked pow all day long and only wished there were more hours in the day.
More air time.
With smiles wider than Rush Limbaugh, we ended the day with a couple eighties style high fives and a some beers.
Taking care of business.
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