POW POW.... Bitches

Well it does say in the blog title the pursuit and whatever else......

This is some of that whatever..... I mentioned a buddy, soon to be contributor Ray. Ray is lucky enough to live in Heber City Utah, about 20 minutes outside Park City. Now anyone whos anyone, knows Park City is known for many things, most of which, dry fluffy powder.

So, this is our third year of heading to the hills for this fluffy white addiction. Flew in Thursday morning, and used the ski free with a boarding pass deal. This is a great deal and allows fat 30 years olds to get a practice day to work out the kinks. Skied Canyons, formally known as The Canyons (who knows why they changed the name).... Decent day, decent snow, no complaints.

Day two: We decided to head for Alta, a mountain I have never skied. Shame on me..... Alta is freaking sweet as hell! Known to be a locals spot, Alta is also one of the smaller resorts in the Wasatch Range. Anyway we had a greast day, with some pretty decent snow...

Day Three: Skied Park City Mountain Resort (AKA. PCMR, says Ray, only locals can call it this). Lets just say this is why one heads to Utah... To ski some of the worlds best powder. It snowed all f'n day. Sun Up to Sun Down..... We were knee deep in the shit and found some badass runs no fucking boarders were on or punk ass new age skiers. You know what I'm talking about if you ski. The kids whos pants are falling off, not to mentioned the pants are pink, coat is florecent green.... A damn shame.... Anyway perfect day....

Day Four: We should have skied, 2 ft of powder over night, but our old and lame asses drank till 1:30 am and would not have been worth an F.... So we sat on our asses and ate food until it was time to head home....

All in all great trip...... Can't wait till next year. If you ski (or board, I guess) get to Park City, Little Cottonwood or Big Cottonwood this year or next.... You will not be disappointed.

Representing Home Shit and yes those a double black bitch!

Ray on fall number???????? Who knows, wifey lending some much needed assistance. She could out ski us all.... Local

Fresh ass POW!

No Name Saloon. Great Place for frosty beverages and shuffle board.

Another fall with Ray under an entire tree, waist deep.

Long story short.... Ray was in charge of the keys and yes they WERE in the pocket with a hand size hole... Yup! This resulted in a call to a family member, who may or may not had to drive 1 hour to bring us a spare key. Isn't family great! At least this slight delay resulted in drinking ! Thanks again Silver Bullet, you saved the day yet again!

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