We got one last spell of Winter a few weeks ago in Northern Michigan. Despite the late season, the snow was just like mid-season.

This final treat brought out all the hardcore/diehard skiers and snowboarders. It was almost as much fun being on the lift watching everyone’s turns then laying them down yourself.

It was such a nice closing to the season. Here’s a couple pictures from my two days at Nub’s Nob plus a few bonus pictures of a spring freeze in East Lansing.

Winter made a stunning comeback last week and I got a final day at Mt. Holly on Thursday.

Photos from my last, last day:

I had a great day riding at Boyne Highlands. Quiet, peaceful, windy, cold… almost no one was out there.

Just a few minutes ago, I realized today was probably my last day riding this season. 😢 The temperature are warm, all around, even up to Ontario. I can’t believe it’s over.

The weirdest thing happened late Tuesday night as I snowboarded with my friend Vera at Mt. Holly. I was all hopped up after coming home from Steamboat Springs combined with watching a lot of Olympic snowboarding.

As I carved down a run, I saw a roller and took a lot of speed into it. A thought flashed in my mind of doing a spin off it from my heel side. Before I could fully process the thought (i.e. Is that safe? Should I be doing that? What if I wipe out?) my body had already made the decision and spun itself in the air, sticking the landing.

At the bottom of the run, I excitedly told Vera I had done an unexpected 180 off the roller. She told me, “No, you did a 360!”

I’ve never had this experience before where, honestly, my body overrode my brain and sent it into autopilot, forcing me to do something. It was indescribable.

The rest of the night I popped off rollers, taking airs and remembering my freestyle/16-year-old snowboarding self.

Maybe it’s time to let up on the carves and start focusing on the spins. 🙂 🏂

I just took one photo from my Steamboat Springs snowboarding trip. Here it is.

We were cloud-covered, but looking down into the valley you could see the sun breaking through.

I went to Mt. Holly on Wednesday. We had a huge storm dropping a steady flow of snow. It was a great night on the slopes. Lots of hooting and hollering from everyone who’s been waiting for the snow to return.