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Home Mountain: Mountain High, CA

Mountain High…A drive of just over an hour from the suburbs of LA, I’d ride on an impulse. It’s my home mountain, my playground, it raised me and disciplined me and I will always love this place. So what if its 70° with the sun out and the snow gone. I’ll still be out there with my buddies wiping the dirt off my bindings and strapping in. And it’s not because we are pro-ams or competitors, fyi I suck, its for the love of the mountain. A mountain which taught me how to stand in the sport of snowboarding, a mountain which my head always had something to meet when I’d hit the set of jumps on lower Chisolm, a mountain which never ceases to amaze me. Snow and pow pow in the middle of spring with a park setup that flows like a freestyle course. What more do you want? What more do you expect. Mountain High – it is what it is… a ski and snowboard resort.

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Home Mountain: Mountain High, CA

Of course my favorite mountain is Mountain HIgh! where else can you get a chance to hit all those sweet rails and groomed slopes in SoCal. I love the people there, the employees and my favorite SPRINGAMAJIG. During the

season me and my buddys get up at 4:30 am to drive to mh just so we can be the first to hit Chism or the black diamonds of East. Can’t wait for next season.

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Home Mountain: Mountain High

Why I love Mt High? well let me just first say the staff is the best the and the Mt is amazing. Mt High always host the best events and awesome live music. I love my local Mt cause i have had some great memories with family and friends that  I would want anywhere else in the wold. I know this is a short story but all of Mt High staff you guys ROCK!!! keep it up ill be a season pass holder till I die.

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Home Mountain: Loveland, CO

This season my friends and I traded corporate Vail Resorts for some little used, extremely gnarly inbounds riding at Loveland Ski Area. One bluebird powderday we rode to the ridge and were happily surprised to find Ski Patrol would tow us to the top of an untracked bowl, with tight side chutes–FOR FREE. We couldn’t even tip him. Being towed with 3 of your best friends to your own personal chute was like being in a snowboarding video. This never would have happened at a Vail Resort. Loveland is now our home mountain for gearing up for big mountain comps. I LOVE LOVELAND!!

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Home Mountain: Mountain High, CA

I love Mountain High because I am a local. How cool is it I can snowboard during the morning and during the day I can surf in Huntington Beach. Not that many mountains can do that. I also love Mountain High because it has all levels or riders. I make new friends every winter. And the number one reason why I love Mountain High is because with the economy is at a all time low I love that it’s affordable and good on gas because it is so local.

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Home Mountain: Perisher, Australia

When skaters from Venice, California were asked about what the town was like they said, its dirty, its filthy, its err, paradise! Well, my mountain is the snow equivalent to that paradise that I love.
Love doesn’t come from squeaky clean perfectly groomed runs or always having insane pow days. Love comes from learning to appreciate the best out of your mountain rather than taking it for granted. Traversing across sludge just to find that ultimate rock drop or hidden tree run is an art form. Sites like https://daftardadu.online/ are one click away when you want to bet on snow sports.

The fun is in the character and my mountain sure as hell has character. You get used to the wind hold days, the rain, the lightning and the bits of mud sticking up on a run. We learn to love them. Wind hold means a day off for the lifties and in the words of Barney from How I Met Your Mother, Challenge accepted! The rain gives you great waterslide practice and even if you straight line it down every run, ski patrol will not stop you. They know that a) there is no one else on the mountain and b) no way are you going to get fast enough to break anything or anyone.
Perisher is the biggest resort in Australia so its no underdog. But the snow conditions have a habit of being a bit . . .sketchy. Which is why we have things like Pub-To-Pub. This is a cross-country ski race that happens all around the resort where you have to hit every pub and bar round the resort on skis or foot and whoever does it first, wins. It is not about the winning. The costumes you see are out of this world. On my way to work I bumped into some Power Ranges and the X-men having a dance off in the snow! Smurfs mingle with Batman, Ostriches hang out with Oomp Loompas, and some are brave enough just to don the speedos for this outdoor snow crawl. You hit every pub and then the challenge of getting to the next pub is gladly and drunkenly accepted.
Perisher also introduces the art of punter dodging. Every time you ride a T-Bar or chairlift up you will see a punter in the death wedge or power plough about to take out some unsuspecting snowboarder. This is where the punter dodging comes into play. You start to imagine you are James Bond dodging mines and bullets as you swerve around unsuspecting skiers and the mountain is your playground.
My mountain actually has four mountains. Choice is not exactly limited here. It’s been 2 years and I still haven’t skied every run. We also boast our own Olympic half-pipe and an epic mogul training ground for the AIS skiers and all the inter-school comps. Perisher has also produced Olympic medal-winning talent. This mountain has it all. We have 5 parks, 4 mountains, some epic pow days and many more slush days and more character than a loony tune cartoon.

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Home Mountain: Jay Peak, VT

The words east coast and powder don’t tend to run together in a sentence. In fact before I found my H.M., the fantasy of riding powder east of the mississippi was for those who lived in Buffalo. Then I discovered the holy grail of east coast freeriding, Jay Peak Resort in northern VT. Jay isn’t just a mountain, its a state of mind. Where all the free mountain minds of New England come to gather. We boast of our legendary snow fall, telling stories of the great 500+ seasons, that are only suppost to live in the Wild West. But its not just our snow, its the unlimited potential of riding off the grid. Its about back country runs in the dip and mirror, that finish at the beer lot, talking tales of freshies. Skiers and Riders taking time together to sare the common love of mountain and powder.

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Home Mountain: Bridger Bowl, MT

Living in Bozeman Montana, I choose to ride at Bridger Bowl. With the mountain less than twenty minutes away, I can ride constantly. Days I have class in the after noon I can still catch first chair and the foot of fresh snow that fell over night. I can ride for a few hours and still be a responsible human being.

It is nearly impossible to pick the best day i’ve had at this mountain. Everything is so varied, from the number of runs in a day, to the terrain we chose to ride. I’ll soul carve groomers all day, ride pow, icey mogul fields, scrape over rocks and run over trees. Bridger is famous for its moguls and traverses. If you don’t want to deal with them then stay away and go to big sky, or just leave Montana alone altogether

We take pride in the community feeling and if you make to the Schlasman’s lift on a powder day you’ll see the smiles hidden beneath the powder-covered beards. If put your time in you’ll start see the same faces. The people that put in 100 percent effort get the smiles and the turns that make Bridger bowl special. This community of diehard skiers makes it a competitive place for fresh turns, but at the end of the day, everyone is laughing, sharing stories over PBRs on the porch of the Grizzly ridge.

Montana is famous for the cold smoke powder, but we also enjoy scraping over rocks and climbing through the technical trees that the Bridger ridge has to offer. We are a community of Billy goats and if it is skiable, it gets done. Keep your eyes open and you’ll find lines that you didn’t even know existed; I’ve only been riding Bridger for three years. I still haven’t skied a large portion of the lines. With amazing side country access, it will take you many, many years to ski it all, and for the record, you probably never will.

I attend Montana State University, and this place has been a breeding ground for incredible skiers and riders; including the likes of Doug Coombs, and Scot Schmidt. They mastered the “smear” turn and in the Bridgers you better have that in your bag. It consists of straight lining down the mountain and being able to shed all of your speed in one turn so you can ride the lines that were deemed un-rideable. This mountain will dictate your riding style.

Here in Montana, the locals are genuine skiers and riders. On hikes you might not hear a word about where anyone is going. The locals have to protect the powder. People try to stay quiet about their previous run in the lift line, but some have trouble. Just remember that the guy in line next to you probably goes way bigger than you, so do your best to stay modest.

I might get in trouble for having said this much already, but lets pretend like you don’t know about Bridger Bowl or Bozeman Montana. Because after all, there are so many rocks, trees, traverses and moguls to ruin your day that this place isn’t even worth your time.

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Home Mountain: Mt Baker, WA

Mt. Baker is old school, and that’s the way we like it. As much as the ski/snowboard industry has changed over the past 20 years, you may be surprised at how little that change is noticed at a place like Mt. Baker. First of all, the mountain is remote. So much that to be a local in any degree requires a lot of commitment. The mountain is an hour and a half from the nearest city, and the closest place to stay is 30 minutes away in a town called Glacier, which has 2 places to drink, no cell phone service and no motels. To come to Mt. Baker is to truly get away from the city, the industry, and the bull. The management takes a lot of pride in keeping it that way too. We have no high-speed chairs, we still use wickets, we don’t have a modern park, and we don’t have any corporate sponsorship or foreign investors. In other words, we have nothing to distract us from simply hanging out with our friends and riding some of the coolest terrain on earth. Being a local here means riding in the blowing rain at least 15 days a season, it means you are going to put 7000 miles on your car, sacrifice job opportunities, spend all of your money, end relationships, and fall off the face of the earth. I’ve had my best and worst days snowboarding here, and I stay here to ride for those times it all comes together and the world is perfect. It’s no lie that the natural terrain and massive snowfall are what bring people here to visit, but to call a mountain home there has to be more to it than that. I love Mt. Baker because of how it has changed me as a rider and as a person. I love the friendships I’ve made here, and unlike some locals, I even love the visitors (it’s obvious, by the way). It’s because at the end of the day we’ve all got to deal with soaking gear, get back in our cars and drive home having earned every bit of it.