Sunday really was June 5, 2k11. Sunday really was a shred day, we went to Crystal and ripped around the mountain all day, just killing it in the Spring ski Mtn vibe, it was exactly what needed to happen. About ten of us went up, the whole crew was really tight so it made the day even better. I peeled off mid afternoon and hiked up a ridge to get some freshies that Id spotted earlier in the morning, it was blazing hot up there, I took my shirt off at the top and chilled in the snow/sun, watching everyone below me, the mountains around me and just taking it all in, the air tasted so freaking good. I realized what a crazy time 2k11 has been, I dont know that Id really stopped to think about it all before Sunday afternoon up there all alone……its insane, whats been accomplished in the past 5 months.
The website is done, my attorney has finished up his stuff, the accountant is dialed in and working on what needs done, the bank is pleased to see Shipwreck money coming in but bummed I had all the capital already mustered to start everything up comfortably. Shoulda seen the branch manager’s face when he got my answer to his question: how did you fund all of this, Daniel? That moment will be one of those times you wont ever forget, it felt good…never felt better in fact, when that little word comes out my mouth: cash.  Everything is finished, there’s contracts coming in for next year and for some reason Im not tired. I think I should be dead…I certainly went through moments when I wanted to be dead, or was certain Id end up dead from all this effort….but here I am, standing tall at the Helm again.
Feels good.
Snow is good for people, its good for me. Mountains are good, motorhomes in mountains are even better.

After the sessions in the snow we sat on the patio at Crystal and had a few pops, checked out the band and told our stories of last season to each other before heading down to the Naches Tavern to throw back some red bull/?’s. Horseshoes, nachos, red-bulls, stories, crazy assed biker dudes and drunken loggers were the order of the night, we all had one hell of a time.
Thats whats up, its nice to write about even if it is poorly written……We will be heading back at the end of the month, anyone wants to come is more than welcome to join the party. You only live once, may as well make it count.

Daniel.

oh hey guys, check it out: Shipwreck dot com is up and running.

We spent the morning ripping around chutes and trees.

A few of us got bored and decided to take a nature walk, see:
(I added a tune here, its the same thing I always sing every time we hike: press play!)
Dropkick Murphys – The Rocky Road to Dublin

These are the chronological pictures from that hike and those epic lines we each got. Click through any of them to get to the Flickr feed where there are more; we hit huge fields, dropped waterfalls and tight chutes all in between near perfect glades and it couldnt have been done with a better crew. We dropped into Highway 2 and picked up a ride from our man, Chuck.

We dropped into the road and crossed over here, this is our walrus slide.

Fleet Foxes – Helplessness Blues by subpop

Bonus pics:

a guide:

1. 002, 2. mtn piracy, 3. shomer shabbas, 4. CEO of Shipwreck Apiaries laying plans, 5. mid evening crowd, 6. 556, 7. Jeremy and Katina, 8. my sweetheart, 9. 382, 10. treehouse tony and his forest people, 11. treehouse tony and his forest people, 12. treehouse tony and his forest people, 13. treehouse tony and his forest people, 14. 202, 15. home sweet home, 16. Garth with a gas powered snowblower, 17. Kehrs cabin, 18. corduroy, 19. 015, 20. adjusting bindings, 21. Skyline, 22. Moleskine on the fly, 23. me booting up, 24. 061