Last season, skiing with lindenle and some pnw mags, we had a fat OB day.
A few laps in, I pushed ahead and was gonna stop at these trees, where we usually stop to plan lines down the next pitch.
I come trenching in and slowing to a stop just with the trees on my left.
At 1/10th mph, I stuffed the left tip into the second tree , which rotated me ever so slightly uphill.
My momentum sent me downhill. So I gently fell between the 2 trees.
It's about 16" deep and soft and punchy below that. I uncovered my head and realized how absurdly stuck I was. Hung up between the trees.
I bust out laughing. Almost uncontrollably. It doesn't get any better than this...falling into deep pow.
Lindenle rolls up and starts laughing, wtf dude? He takes this picture then asks if I need help, I say no. Then yes.
Even then, the cartwheel into the soft after he punched my heels was fun.
Click into the deep snow specialty sollys, everyone rolls in and away we go.
I'ma say it was Jackattack and Shroom, that day.
Choice.
Sooooo much snow last season.
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