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Powder October 2018

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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stay high

FOR SEVERAL YEARS, there was a traverse at Bridger Bowl, Montana, that tied me in knots. After a couple hundred feet of manageable dips and doodles on the north end of the Ridge, the traverse took a hard left turn between the vertical mountainside and a 50-foot cliff. Making matters worse was a stubborn old pine tree, about 15 feet tall and 5 inches in diameter, that stood right at the crux. Over the years, the tree’s branches had been snapped off by skiers who used it as an oh-shit handle. But the trunk wasn’t quite smooth enough for you to whisk by without worrying it might snag a pack strap or rip your jacket and send you tumbling down over the rocks. I hated that tree. I hated that traverse.…

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AN EPIC CHANGE OF HEART Vail changed skiing for the better for me (“Epic World: How Vail Resorts is changing skiing,” 46.3). I used to waste my time dicking around at ski resorts eating s’mores and drinking champagne. Then I started going to Vail Resorts. And I started hating resorts so much, I realized I was happiest on my splitboard. Thanks for making skiing about pampering people. Matt Colton Via Facebook SKIING IN DENIAL IS BAD FOR YOUR HEALTH Almost every article from Powder is a form of leftist propaganda (“A Movement Begins: In the face of climate change, Park City, Utah, has become a leader among ski towns. Is it enough?” 46.4). I’m out. I thought this was about skiing and snow. Andy Schott Via Facebook Climate change, and efforts to slow down its effect on the…

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letter of the month

THE GOOD OLD DAYS AT ALTA Thank you for refreshing my own memories of my winter at Alta, Utah, living in the Buckhorn, working as a liftie during the winter of 1984-85 (“Pitted: At one of the most coveted ski areas in the West, a dishwasher earns her turns,” 46.3), particularly with the mention of hiking up to the mid-mountain for the Alf party. During my winter, it was a hike up to the Watson Shelter for a party during the full moon. The best part was the commute back down, which consisted of sitting on a piece of cardboard inside a garbage bag and sliding down Nina’s Curve or Corkscrew—a natural winding bobsled run with banked turns. To do that again is on my bucket list. Javin Maynard Flagstaff, Arizona We hope you…

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As an art student and skier, Swedish photographer Alric Ljunghager is always trying to push the boundaries of his craft, both in the classroom and on the mountain. “I think it’s cool to go outside what is normal for photography,” says Ljunghager. “For me, it’s more about the larger aspects behind the image.” Wanting to capture the movement within a moment, Ljunghager was inspired by his friend’s fidget spinner and crafted his own device using a circular piece of 3D-printed bioplastic, which helps create long exposures. At Japan’s Rusutsu Ski Resort, he was able to catch skier Anttu Oikkonen over the course of a few seconds, rather than in just one instant. “It’s hard to do, but I feel like I’ve been able to expand moments of time into something…

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last call

There are only a certain number of things you can do after midnight. Last call comes to mind; maybe finding a ride home. Or as JJ Cale so eloquently put it, “we’re gonna let it all hang down.” At Crotched Mountain, a ski area in the backwoods of New Hampshire, you can also go skiing. In fact, you can ski clear till 3 a.m. as part of Midnight Madness, a night-skiing spectacle that takes place every Friday and Saturday night from Christmas break through February, when the average low temperature in southern New Hampshire is in the single digits. “It’s this weird thing, where you’re skiing for a while, you’re having fun, and then you look at your phone and it’s like, damn dude, it’s 11:30,” says Dylan Jones Hall, shop owner…

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forever in blue jeans

Imagine, if you will, an Orwellian outdoors industry where doublespeak rules. Where canned, cookie-cutter experiences are labeled “adventure”; where the inherent qualities of natural fabrics are marketed as “high tech”; and where “packed powder” is a frequent euphemism for machine-made glop. If you’re chuckling, you recognize we already live in this world. One where the phrase “alternative facts” is believed by millions to describe something real—though by definition it cannot exist. Only in such a world could the bold, life-affirming act of skiing in jeans be portrayed by the whims of hater populism as the rock-bottom of mountain style. Let’s make one thing clear: Skiing in jeans rules. I’m not sure why the contrablishment adopted this view. Perhaps it originated in the crucible of Colorado snobbery directed at Texan visitors to…