Days like today don't come around often. The circumstances leading to bottomless days with nothing but blue sky only come along a few times a year, if at all.
These days validate us, at least our reasoning behind strapping a stick to our feet and sliding downhill. The early mornings, the injuries, the thousands and thousands of dollars spent over the years are all justified by these perfect days.
As the day wore on our legs wore out from the hot laps on the backside. The powder fields became moguls and the sun dipped behind the mountain. Driving home the clouds rolled in and covered Mt. Bachelor's peak, the beginning of another storm.
Guy Olson lays into a slash on the backside
