Winter had arrived. An ice storm rolled through Vermont followed by a heavy snow. My snowboard arrived in the mail and I was getting wanderlust. This board craved big powder and if I was going to ride I figured I might as well ride the best. Planned a flight out of NYC New Years and touched down in SLC, Utah on a snowy winters night. From there I swung the thumb and hitched my way around 8 states and 14 mountains of righteous sweet cherry pow-pow. 3 months of fun in the western winter and I didn’t even lose one toe to frostbite… Enjoy!