We each bring our own unique experience to the hill—and we each take our own away. The sounds we hear up there are as different as we are, but the passion that gets us out there is the same.
So regardless of whether it’s the scrape of your edges on hardpack, the purr of carving fresh corduroy, or the hiss of fresh tracks in powder, these sounds are what ground us in the moment, are what keep us tethered to the present. Which is, in part, why we ski.