#LoveLettersToSnowboarding 1

Yesterday marked what may have been the last day of my 22nd snowboard season. Although the end of winter is always a bummer, I can’t remember a time that the last day of the season was anything but a good ol’ time. We enjoyed a sunny 50 degrees, soft snow,...

Minishred, Part 1

I first picked up a snowboard as a young teen in the early nineties and safe to say it has been one of the more poignant influences in my life these past 20 or so odd years. I think part of the reason we’ve worked so well for each other is that we found each other at...