Ski with a buddy

Havent had any powder for weeks and a storm rolls in a couple days ago and starts dumping. Meet up with some fellow shredders and go hunt pow all morning. Near the end of the day we were bombing through some trees in slackcountry. I follow my friend off a cliff and on the run out through some trees he caught his edge. I bail and jump over him only to land back first into a smaller tree and breaking it causing the "snow ghosts" to dump all the snow on top of me. Making it worse im headfirst in it and choking on snow and not having a clue whats going on. Finally i get a response but they couldnt get to my face so i could breathe. It seemed to be taking forever but i had no sense of time. I started to zone out and get cold slowly accepting the fact that i was gonna die. Wake up a couple minutes later with my two buddys and a snowboard crew. It was so amazing to just come back and keep living when if i was alone that would have just been the end. That was easily one of the first times i felt like crying because i was so happy.

Now i know thats not very intresting but it was hands down one of the most mind blowing experiences easily up there with further live. So make sure you ski with friends when your somewhere far off. Im definitely not skiing trees without friends for awhile. Sorry for the shitty grammer.