Shredding the gnar at Bachelor with Jesi, Brent, and Felix

Over the weekend I turned off my mobile phone, abandoned email and social networking, and headed over the mountains to Bend with Jesi, Brent, and Felix for some hot snowboarding action.  Mount Bachelor was having an EPIC POW DAY when we hit the slopes.  Thanks to dancing to Team Banzai down at Cloud 9 with a few friends on St. Patrick’s Day, I had a free lift ticket for Bachelor.  It was pretty surreal to have so few people on the mountain on a weekend with such epic dumps.

 

Very few people riding the slopes or the lifts.  The first half of the day it snowed continuously.

In the afternoon we had a few bluebird patches.

Getting ready to shred down Canyon.

Jesi enjoying some sick gnar gnar.

 

 

The whole gang taking a break in the afternoon at Pine Martin Lodge.

 

 

As we stepped out of Pine Martin Lodge for a few last runs, the skies parted and we had a beautiful bluebird sky.  The top Outback Express was almost deserted but they were still turning the lifts on the northwest side of the mountain.

 

Looking down toward Ed’s Garden.

Suiting up and getting ready to drop into some epic gnar gnar for a bluebird run.

The man with the vision for Mount Bachelor.

 

 

 

Post-boarding, I had a touch of Shackelton about my face.

 

 

It was still snowing in Bend as we prepared to head back over the pass on Sunday.  What an epic shredding weekend.

 

Back roads ride with Carl while Jesi and Brent chase behind

 



A few months back Carl and I went for a motorcycle road along some of the back roads of the Oregon Coast Range.  Jesi and Brent followed in Brent’s sports car.  Jesi served as photographer for the expedition.  It took me a while to get these photos up but finally… here they are!


 

 

Carl rolling over the top of the hill with me out of sight around the corner.

 

 

Gliding around the corners.

 



 

 

Trying to look around the narrow one-lane trestle underpass to see if it’s all-clear for us to proceed.

 

A Honda and a Harley can get along after all!



Into the primeval forests of the coast range.

 

Down a mud road toward Siletz.

This feels like something out of The Road or maybe some post-apocalyptic view of the world.  Just two gray riders surrounded by a gray landscape.  I’m thinking about getting a print of this made and framing it.

Into the darkened woods and the unknown.