Fall 2020

You never know when the next perfect powder day will come, so until then, pick up Powder Magazine for your ski runs. From dissecting the steepest, most technical first descents, to lofting big air, Powder transports you with award-winning photography and engaging articles that will take you to the top of the mountain.

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6 Issues

in this issue

3 min.
sit with us

PANIC BURROWED INTO MY CHEST. Anxiety I thought I had under control was pulsing in my palms and the back of my throat. I was nauseated with embarrassment for falling so far behind, and within a few steps, what had promised to be my most physically taxing ski expedition was now becoming far more mentally and emotionally challenging. The morning started in Courmayeur, Italy. It was early enough there were still a few faint stars visible in the yellow-blue sky. Without taking much, we walked in ski boots from our village chalet to load the Skyway Monte Bianco, a cable car that would take me and my ski partners, along with our guides, to the summit of the Mont Blanc massif. Our objective was to ski across the Italian-French border, rappel…

4 min.
letter of the month

COMMODITY FOR THE COMMODE I’ve been a Powder subscriber for most of my life. Being out of the ski bum scene for a decade now, I’ve balked on several occasions to renew my subscription, on the justification of the declining number of days I spend on snow and skiing’s overall relevance in my life. Yet, come December, issues of POWDER work their way to the top of the stack of seed catalogs and hunting magazines piled on the back of the commode. Upon easing into the images and articles, I’m reminded of where I’ve been and who I am. I’m welcomed into a community with its own language, dialect, sensibilities, passions, and lifestyle, and I have a thorough sense of belonging to this unique culture. I am a skier. And for…

3 min.
the penalty box

BIG SKY, MT THE SKI PATROLLERS AT BIG SKY call the tiny, 180-square-foot shack atop 11,166-foot Lone Peak the penalty box because it’s the least desirable shift when you’re working patrol. You’re stuck inside. You’re not skiing. And you have to deal with people. Lots and lots of people. To ski Big Sky’s classic rowdy line, the Big Couloir, a 1,400-vertical-foot chute that tops out at about 50 degrees, or the steep, menacing shots off the North Summit Snowfield into Moonlight Basin, you need to be wearing a beacon, have a partner, and sign in with patrol to get a time slot. Although ski patrol controls both zones for avalanches, the idea is to keep the number of skiers in those lines at any one time to a minimum. This brings us back…

3 min.
no place like home

WHILE MANY WESTERNERS FLOCK TO JAPAN each winter to make chest-deep trenches in powder, Yu Sasaki did the opposite. Born in Sapporo to casual-skier parents, Sasaki moved from the promised land of powder to Whistler, B.C., when he was 19, looking to spend some time in nature and learn English. Along the way, he picked up skiing again—which he hadn’t done much of since his youth—and got really damn good at it. The 34-year-old holds the distinction of being the only Japanese male skier on the most prestigious competitive forum in big-mountain skiing, the Freeride World Tour. In the offseason, he operates a Japanese food truck in North America. After falling in love with park skiing in Whistler, Sasaki worked to land Canadian residency in 2010, when the Olympics came to…

4 min.
the family ski cabin

MY FAMILY, MATRIARCHAL BY ATTRITION, encompasses three generations of women—my mom, myself, and my daughter—with personalities as strong as our constitutions. Our apples have not only fallen far from the tree, but have rolled down a mountain, crossed an ocean, and sprouted into kumquat trees. Despite our differences, we come together more often than perhaps any of us would like at my mom’s cabin in Colorado because, for better or worse, our roots are firmly planted in skiing. First, to call it a “cabin” is somewhat of a misnomer. It is small, yes, but there is a squeegee in the shower. Knives do not go in the dishwasher. The trash bins in the bathrooms are for decoration only. The handles of the coffee cups on the shelf must all face the…

2 min.
the lone skier up north

THE BIG BOOK KNOWS SO LITTLE about the lone Skier. The only mention of him is that he lives far up in the north, but the Skier himself knows more than the Book. He knows the path he is on. In the past, he was attracted to fame and glory. The Skier journeyed through joy, hope, and despair. Always chasing, but never present in the moment. He thought, blindly, he was on the right course. But when the long, rushing high suddenly came to an end, he found no meaning at all. Years passed. The Skier withdrew and began to look for answers. He sought the meaning of life. Lost and confused, he looked far east and far west. But when he found his way back far north, he was met by…