Will not let you sleep in, even if it was your sister’s birthday last night. Happy birthday Shaina, from the floor in your living room.

Skinning up Tennessee pass while watching the moon set and the sun rise, good food, great coffee and even better company. Best morning of 2012 thus far.

I woke up to this today. They’re like kids looking for presents.

Abstract:

New research finds the leg-crossing gene and gender may be mutually inclusive. Furthermore, initial research indicates this trait extends beyond homonid species to other mammals.

I give you a really good reason to live in Utah: Little Cottonwood Canyon dawn patrols. From October 25 of last year, a brief weekday morning interlude at Alta.

Not the best picture but gives you an idea of the conditions, which were amazing. Below the shoulder it was whiteout deep. Best first day ever.

Who’s stoked to go ski that shit? Not this ape-limbed chick Not at all.

Signature and a descending Hunter.

That boy ain’t right, more accurately, someone decided that pulling a binding out of a ski would be a good way to start the morning.

This was one of my prouder “fixing shit” moments.

From here on out, I will always have at least three ski carry straps in my touring pack.

This allowed Hunter a more capable method of backcountry travel through the throngs of Utards headed up. Yay for early starts!

Here’s to a rad 2011-2012 season!

Man my head hurts.

…creeper.