Snowboarding Recap – 2016/2017

One of these years, I’m going to write my winter recap before summer nears. Once again, it’s almost summer, and I’m just getting around to putting the 2016/2017 winter to bed with a recap.

Despite the lack of snow this year, it was an incredible season for me. Each year, I start with a set of goals, like improving my switch carving or getting better at moguls. And each season, it seems like I check a few off the list and unexpectedly develop some other skills that I hadn’t even thought possible.

So what happened this season?

  • Improved switch riding: I’m almost as comfortable on my switch edge as I am my normal edge, even at higher speeds. Overall, this just seems to give me better balance and better dexterity on moguls. I had a huge breakthrough on moguls that I think is due to switch riding. As I negotiated the moguls in Colorado in March, I found myself shifting my weight on my regular edge in ways that felt inspired by my switch edge. It’s hard to describe, but basically I feel like I’m using the familiarity and coordination of certain muscles/manuevers on my regular edge, which really come from my switch riding. It’s almost like I’m about to go switch without actually doing it and just using the movement for a second to shed some speed or make a slight navigational change.
  • Improved switch riding (part 2): I can now put my back hand down on the snow while doing switch carves.
  • Ollies and jumps: For the past years, I’ve really wanted to get some freestyle basics down, like hitting jumps, taking an air or doing a grab, and landing successfully. I’m still not there since most of my time is spent focusing on carving, but when the conditions aren’t great for carving, I’ve used the time to pop off different features. Learning to ollie better into my jumps has given me a lot more stability in the air. The freestyle highlight of my season was when I found a rolling bump on a steep run at Caberfae. I was riding down with some friends from work when I spotted it and veered over. I popped at the apex and took what felt like a long, yawning air before sticking the landing. I was shocked by how much air time I got and so was my colleague. I tried to find the roller again, but couldn’t find the exact line that I had taken.
  • Butters!: I never thought I would be able to start doing butters, but on the last day of the year, with soft slushy-ish snow on the ground, the conditions seemed forgiving and ripe for learning. I started to throw my tip and tail around and began to feel the motions of butters, a la Ryan Knapton (see clip below). I took a few awkward falls and I’m probably throwing my weight more than I need to, but I have a bud of confidence now that will allow me to build on butters next year. Switch riding is huge for butters. It basically gets to the point where you have no idea which edge your on, because you’ve flipped so much, but your legs feel natural because they know how to carve both edges. Without my switch riding, I wouldn’t be able to butter this way at all.


Disclaimer: I am no where near to this level, but I can press my tip and tail now to flip to my other edge.

Although my western trips were busts for snow, I had a great trip with my friend Jennifer and her pals, Dominic and Melanie. The highlight of the trip was actually hanging around Jennifer’s parent’s house and sitting out a bad weather day. We sat around the kitchen table, chatted, and played games. It was a fun time.

And we had one great final day riding together. I had to run to catch a plane, but we decided to wake up early and hit the hill together. It was so much fun to ride down with everyone and watch them make their turns. I love seeing other people ride and carve.

I’m still in awe and humbled by each season I get on the slopes. Each year, brings new progress and often in surprising ways. I never get bored. I never know what to expect. I just know that I’m going to get better and push myself further. And, as always, I get to spend hour upon hours, being outside in the comfy cold, sometimes at night, watching the snow fall on a slow chairlift, before popping off and carving down what always feels like a new, unexplored path.

Next Season Goals

  • More butter on my bread: I’m going to work on higher speed and harder snow butters. I’ll probably take some snappy falls, so I need to go to the gym and work on my neck and shoulder muscles. It’ll take some time before I get the coordination and muscle memory to avoid catching my edge while buttering. :\
  • Revert Carve (see video below): I gotta learn it. It looks like too much fun. I have a trick in mind that I can build off this one. I haven’t seen anyone do it, so I’m wondering if it’s possible or maybe just not imagined yet.

  • More switch please: I want to be able to grab the snow with both hands while carving switch.

I don’t take many photos while I’m snowboarding, but here’s some shots from the season:

See you next year! 🙂 I can’t wait.

First Night Racing on a Snowboard + Breakthrough

Tonight was my first time racing gates. My top time for my two runs was 29.45s. I’m about 5 seconds behind the leader who is on an alpine snowboard (boo! Cheater!) 🙂


Top skiers seem to be at 20s.

Goal: Tie the alpinist and try to get below 24s.

The snow was forgiving tonight so I pushed on my switch (backwards) riding and touched the snow with my left hand while carving for the first time ever. I love the feeling of being ambidextrous on my board. Nights like tonight allow me to progress further.

Next week, it is on! 🏂

2015/2016 Winter Recap

It’s 91 degrees and July. Feels just about right for a 2015/2016 winter recap 🙂

This was a beautiful winter. I took two trips out to Colorado: my usual Breckenridge trip in February — joined this time by my friend Jennifer — and a second late-season trip to Steamboat Springs.

Breckenridge has become familiar over the past three years. This season made it feel completely fresh and new though as Jennifer (a righteous and experienced skier), helped me challenge myself and take on harder terrain. Whenever I go to Colorado, I’m always pretty deliberate about working my way up to increasingly more difficult runs. This year, I realized that prudence has been holding me back.

Growing up partly in Utah, Jennifer has no trouble bombing down double blacks and then turning back to remind me that this run would be a single black in Utah. I had no choice but to follow and follow I did. I couldn’t believe that I was handling double blacks in Colorado (granted, Breckenridge’s blacks can be considered a little soft). I don’t know if it was my switch riding that helped me balance my muscles or just the basic lesson I learned on YouTube over the summer about moguls (i.e. it’s ok to ride your edge over the top and you don’t, don’t, don’t have to stay in the valleys), but I felt balanced, in control, if a little tired by my quads adjusting to the altitude and having tons of work to do.

I was beyond excited. Over the past seasons, I’ve focused on my carving and switch riding, doing it on 200 feet of icy love that we call mounts in the Midwest. All that work has paid off. Moguls no longer buck and throw me like a bronco. I look at them with goosebump anticipation instead of crippling fear. It feels incredible to look down at fields of moguls, under the chair lift, and say to yourself, “I am taking this line!”

And that leads me to Steamboat Springs. With several days of Steamboat tree-riding behind me, I was feeling good as I headed up one of my last chairlifts with my friend Robert. Underneath the lift laid a line of moguls the entire way and tons of elevation to manage. I couldn’t wait to get to the top of the chairlift. This was going to be my best line of the trip. I was ready.

And I made it, in control the entire way, traversing down steep moguls sections interrupted by crossing paths before dropping into the next patch of moguls and making my steady decent to the beginning of the chairlift. I still can’t get over the feeling. Looking down at all this terrain that used to terrify me and now, bump by bump, I was carving my way down, planning my path, and before I knew it, I was greedily taking my last turns around the moguls, not wanting it to be over.

At the bottom, I took off Robert’s GoPro, looked into the camera, and let out a “WHHEW!” (not characteristic of the steady calm me). Later that night, we found out that the lens was fogged over and you couldn’t make out any of my ride. Oh well. The memory and, more importantly, the feeling is in my head. My arms pucker with goosebumps as I replay the line in my mind during these warmer months.

So, it was an unexpectedly successful season. I moved way beyond the point where I thought I would be. I’m so thankful that Jennifer, with her nonchalant Utah attitude, insisted on heading down some double blacks early in Breckenridge. By the end of the trip, she was probably sick of what she set off in me as I carved off trail and into steep wooded paths (she’s not a fan of that kind of cramped riding, but I’m finding that I am). As excited as I was about the riding, I enjoyed even more seeing her ahead of me, making her turns and tearing it up.

Next season is only 4 or 5 short months away. So what’s up next?

  • Continue working on moguls, of course. Some of the really steep and tight trees in Steamboat still destroyed my quads. I either couldn’t hold up against them because I didn’t have enough strength, or I was not riding them as efficiently as I can. I’ll have to figure that out.
  • Keep working on my switch riding and introduce some switch riding in the trees. 🙂
  • I’d love to get into some freestyle, but again, me being deliberate and safe, I don’t want to risk my body to get there. I’ve been telling myself I’ll hire an instructor to help me get the basics down for taking airs. All I want is to feel stable on jumps and then mix in grabs and maybe some 180s and 360s.

I already have my tickets booked for a Utah trip in February and I’ll be shifting my March trip to Breckenridge.

What a season. 🙂 I’ll enjoy this sunlight and warm weather now, but I’d be lying if I don’t admit that I think about what’s in store this winter.

Random Photos Around Marquette