is what you are doing when you rip down a mountain of powder with your boys on a bluebird day. Five friends and I just returned from our weeklong journey to Jackson Hole, WY. Only six grown men in an Acura SUV for 24 hours of straight driving could eat that much fast food, see/run over so much wildlife, and drive through eighteen different snow storms. We had a great time and really got lucky with the powder we found. I tried to take some video on the slopes and thought I would post some of it here. Enjoy.
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