Text Washington, let me count the ways…
Oh let me count the ways… When the endless sunshine and snow less skies get me down, you’re there. When i’m in need of blower pow to recharge as some would put it “my stoke levels”, you’re there. Whether its a ladies pow hunting trip to the West Cascades or an Eastern Washington sled-necking safari, you’re there.
On my latest Washington journey I headed out with Junkshow Media in search of adventure and well of course, that fluffy white stuff, snow. Adventure was abundant and the snow wasn’t half bad either! We met up with Cascade Powder Cats partners in crime, Jay Bright and Ryan Murray. Cascade Powder Cats runs a small but amazing, cat skiing, guide, avalanche educational business, just across for Stevens Pass Resort. They graciously allow our group of ruffians to crash at their yurt and shred their epic terrain ,which is eight miles in from the pass. Side note- Washington has a plethora of logging roads which provides access via snowmobile to a disgusting amount of skiable terrain. We stayed three nights, skied some fun pillows, hippy pow and steep chutes, returning in the evening to the yurt for beers and a glorious home cooked meal by “Chef Hazel”. Thanks Cascade Powder Cats for the good times, and great skiing, we hope to see you in the Sierras soon!!!
After the Central Cascades we Headed north to the Methow Valley in search of more adventure and what do you know, we found it! We drew blood within the first minute of arriving in Mazama. A trailer backing incident went slightly awry… but injuries be damned, we set on our sleds soon after. Lead by some locals in the valley we found a playground called Rainy Lake full of boondocking fun! We returning in the dark, cold and hungry and ready for more. The next morning involved a cutthroat tour into unsettled weather where we searched for pillows like starving pilgrims. the homemade pizza and the powered us through the following day of snag-patch boon docking. thinking we had it easy, we returned the following day only to be closed out by wet slides. Undaunted, we set forth for goat mtn intent on making the most of flat landings. A little persistence led to a powdery playground in in old burn that brought smiles and whoops.
Turns out, adventure is always right around the corner, you just have to go get it! until next time Washington, Thanks again again for the diversion, see y’all out at Kirkwood !!!