Everyone I was supposed to ride with this day dropped out for one reason or another, so I was stuck solo for the day. Freezing cold blizzard conditions kept the tourists in the lodge with cocoas, and I felt like the mountain was all mine. The solitude was most auspicious... The main sound of the day was my board swooshing through the powder, my heavy breathing, and the occasional hoots of joy and maniacal laughter I just couldn't hold in.
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