I never have particularly good film or shots of skiing as I simply am engrossed in, well skiing. The silence, beauty, physicality, challenges to overcome, thrills and camaraderie. Skiing to me is a sort of coming home, and skiing in Montana is the best sort. This is a poor mans homage to that but a bit of fun at least.
The lunch yurt in the back off of Shedhorn is always a lovely break and I was thrilled have a healthy enough year to start getting into the Headwaters in Moonlight. Daunting and awesome!