It was a cloudy snowy day, vibes were at an all time high at Alta as we were lapping a foot of fresh with no lift lines. A random pro skier came up to me and whispered in my ear; “they are about to open keyhole and its neck deep. It will be the deepest snow of your life.” So we rallied the troops and got on wildcat. As we come through the trees into a clearing we see a large, beautiful field of untracked magic. We proceed to rip the shit out of it laughing and hollering the whole way down.
Keyhole drops into snowbird and you have to hitchhike back to Alta. We got 3 laps in on it and after the third lap when we were hitchhiking a small half-cab Tacoma pulls over and offers a ride. As us 6 smelly, stoked skiers struggle to pack into this truck I hear a female voice from behind offering one of us a ride and I turn around and see a pretty hippie woman in a small van. Ecstatic I run and hop in with her. The homies pull away and then the unimaginable happens; her 2WD van won’t go up the hill. I hop out to push hoping to get a little momentum but there wasn’t enough to keep the van going. I had to push this van from the bottom of the bypass road roughly 2000ft to the top, while I was wearing race boots. This ordeal cost me multiple pow laps with the homies and a very demeaning workout. On display for all of the “different breed” to watch and laugh at. After I get her to the top she parks at the Peruvian and I had to walk all the way back to GMD. DIDNT EVEN GET MY WEINER SUCCT!
Moral of the story. Powder over poon!