It is officially spring here in the Tahoe area… which of course means the parks are soft and ready to be slayed. Keenan and Hazen spent a few days filming around Boreal, Alpine Meadows and Squaw to put together something quick to showcase the Forty 4, Shred Ready‘s new helmet.
Enough has been made of the “bad winter” already. Yes, there wasn’t much snow, but hot shit on a shingle is skiing a good time! This winter proved beyond a doubt in my mind that you can’t have a bad season, because you can always enjoy it regardless of precipitation. People enjoy this sport all over the world because it is incredibly fun, and most would say that we live in one of the coolest areas in the world to ski and should have been grateful. Which is true. By the end of the season I had forgotten it all and simply had a blast skiing. I think the rest of the crew had forgotten too, judging by the video. Bring on the bad seasons now; I think I’m ready to just enjoy being on snow.
This week we saw a few storm days hit the Sierras and Eli and the crew were ready for pow.
Amidst an exploratory mission Hazen and JP decide get off the sleds and take a run down. Yes this is all one run with 4 well distinguished shelves of terrain. Well worth the hike out.
To celebrate the new site, we present Bad Season Pt. III! It has been a long time coming, but worth the wait.
We have a fancy-pants revamped website thanks to good friend Matt Bansak! Take a look around, we’ve been busy adding some new content to the blog and updating our videos section. In addition there are rumors of the freshest batch of Janky Ts in years and sticker packs about to surface in the store section, so keep your eyes peeled.
Be sure to check out Matt’s photography section, he’s an incredibly talented individual.
KeeKee and Hazen sledded out to a top secret location and Keenan bagged this little gem.
Slant Skis athlete Sean Field has been seen on a daily basis destroying Squaw’s terrain parks. Prime mid-line back flip, too.
Phil has discovered a new magical rail shredding potion in his tome of spells! It took him a while to remember the spell but he got it. SHAZAM!
It was a magical discovery; a perfect wind-lip, sheltered away from the holiday Alpine Meadows crowds’ thrashing skis and insatiable lust for pow. A monument to the freeskier, a beacon of hope for jibbers with fat skis. In other words we barely had to even shovel the lip! It was a jump for the lazy.