After the awesomeness we experienced in Revelstoke we got in the car again and headed back to the USA and Mt Baker where a major storm finally was turning the ice into cream. Knowing that it would be borderline balancing with the temperatures we hoped for it to stay on the right side of freezing and crossed our fingers before crossing the border.
Logging so many miles on this trip that we had to go and change our Chevy into a Saturn.
Finally in the deep woods below baker and checking in with Adam U.
Adam was our man in Baker, welcoming us with big logs in the stove, a place to crash and the directions to the good stuff on the mountain.
A very promising sight at the mountain parking lot.
Adam doing his stuff in front of Pilstrands cam.
Getting some rad angulation on the baker action.
Bakers terrain is completely one hundered percent awesome. It's playstation4 super mario pillow poppin bombhole wonderland II under the lifts. And the soft landings this day gave us a bag of green Mario mushroom extra life. And as far as we hear there is even more, better and bigger stuff above the top of the lifts, something we were not able to see through the fog though.
Unfortunately it went too warm, the pow turned heavy and it was not looking good for the next days. Once again we figured we'd bombed the place enough to call it the day so we got in the car again and did another 10 hr drive into British Colombia to get a piece of another big dump there.
We have skied so much pow on this trip it's rediculous. And the fat lady is definitely singing yet. Putting down the miles has been part of it, with motel action, Subway one handers and Seattle grunge tunes getting us across borders with more or less stress...
Stay tuned for more north american pow tubular madness at the bigtrix.
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