Confessions of a ski bum

Soon their friends wanted the same info and I started to type up organized documents and climb nearby peaks to get route pictures. Before I knew it I found myself binding homemade books to sell to stores and the public.

If you are reading this, it means you are really into skiing. Why else would you take time out of your day to read the opinions of some ski bum? If you are a fellow 'ski bum', maybe you can find solace in what I say. If you are aspiring to be one, young and curious about the future, or always wondered what life of a ski bum would have been like - this is for you. My life has had a fairly directional path since an early age. Growing up in Ontario as a skier from a young age I naturally jumped on the park movement from the beginning in the late 90's. Looking back on my life there are the days before park skiing, and the days after.

Confessions of a ski bum

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One of the days I was feeling a little tired and didn't want to put in a big day on the skin track but still felt like doing a bit of skiing.

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The latter seems fitting for this fastidious ski tourer, whose only real motivation is pure curiosity. I like exploring. So do other people. So, I guess my motivation is that I do what I like and now I'm helping other people do what they like to do. So why not?

Confessions of a ski bum

To be a ski bum requires the ability to not take oneself seriously, which, even if it's not your equilibrium, is a good state of mind to understand. A surprising number of year-olds take themselves quite seriously. I know this because I've hired a few of them, and because I suffered from this foible myself. But I got lucky. I had to swallow that ill-placed sense of accomplishment, that sense of importance. A ski bum can't exist any other way. Having a false sense of importance isn't compatible, not for long, with ski bum living. This isn't something I knew back then, at I just wanted powder.

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Select first item to compare. Consider this an intro to the upcoming season where I will try as best as I can what I do, but more importantly, why I do it. Comoros KMFFr. It wasn't until 5 months ago where things changed in my life and suddenly, I wanted something else. I don't care about Newschoolers. Something about being up in the mountains with skis on your feet watching the sun come up over the horizon, it's just magical. What touring trip is complete without bagging at least one peak? Cart subtotal. For backcountry lodges, it doesn't get more pimp than this. When I started writing, I didn't really know what I wanted to accomplish, so in a way, I never really failed at my task. I remember reading an interview with Jonovan Moore a few years ago after he stepped away from being a professional snowboarder. Guatemala GTQQ.

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Cranberry Mountain M with it's accompanied glacier on the flight in. That's Steve standing on top, doing his birthday dance I can only assume. Hate it all you want, I had a blast that day. The terrain around Sol is playful, but with short pitches, flat zones between the good skiing areas, and a lack of any real consequential terrain I can't exactly recommend it to anyone who is on a mission to get gnar. If you are a fellow 'ski bum', maybe you can find solace in what I say. Gambia GMDD. Late November. And for the record, I have no plans on actually quit skiing entirely I don't even think that's a choice, is it? Across a shallow valley from the lodge, this is the go to skiing when alpine isn't good. This self portrait comes straight out of '99 style wise and I love it. Are you people even still reading this shit? Am I any better off now than before? With a mixed group of young, industry driven people, lodge owners truly living a dream, and older retired folk who are fully enjoying some very ripe fruit the vibe is very different from what I am used to in a group of ski partners. Baldur Zone. Combine that with an early season snow pack, 10 day high pressure system, and relatively mellow terrain, there has been many days full of chill skiing and introspective thought.