Powder Turns

The last few years I’ve been lucky enough to ski with a couple of friends whose abilities match mine. Almost every weekend we went up to Powder King with or without our families to sk. In the relative safety of the hill we mastered groomed runs, deep powder and tree skiing. After taking the avalanche course twice we ventured out of bounds and out into the back country. However, like all good things it came slowly to an end, one of us moved to Alberta, I moved to PG and our friendship dwindled.

I miss those days.