Turkey Day at the Beav

Thanks to a couple grandmothers who wanted to see their granddaughter, I found myself in Cache Valley (up from Phoenix) over Thanksgiving. It's been a long time since I've seen so much snow, especially on Thanksgiver. We arrived Thanksgiving morning and it took all of a couple hours before I looked at my brothers and said, "What are we waiting for?" We loaded up the truck and headed up the canyon. After a failed attempt at Tony Grove we headed up to Beaver, where some groomed runs made for easier hiking. We didn't have the gumption to hike to the steepest stuff (using the term "steep" lightly), and it turns out it is good to wax your board every couple years, but hey...we were sliding on frozen water and I was as happy as I've been in a long time (I seriously almost cried, it felt so good to be in the cold on the snow)...

A day later we were back up, debating whether to climb forever for a few turns or build a jump like we did when we were 16. We went for the jump. Again, willingness to hike limited our spots, but we managed to build a fun smallish step-up thing that still gave us that little feeling in our gut. My camera battery died before we started getting super extreme on the jump...I promise! 14 years later, it's as fun as it ever was.

Here's hoping for a Christmas Break sequel...

Brigham

Former Norda's employee
Current Norda's crony