February 5, 2016

Crystal Mountain, WA

The forecast was calling for 6-12" of new for Thursday, so I knew I had to make the 3 hour trip up to Crystal Mountain. Mother-nature delivered. 

I made a solo mission to the North side of Mt. Rainier Thursday. 9" of fresh dropped, making for an epic day. The best thing about Crystal is the lack of people that utilize the mountain. The resort was a virtual ghost town. 

Traveling up the road from Buckley, and through Enumclaw I didn't see anyone that looked like they were making the trip up to the mountain. It's funny to me how there's hardly even an existence of such an epic resort and terrain just a few miles up the road. There's no ski-town vibe there at all. Is the area that economically depressed? I just don't get it - there's a gondola at Crystal! I suppose everyone with cash probably just hangs at Stevens or Alpy; I'm not sure though.

Once you leave Enumclaw you feel like you're going the wrong way or something. You gradually wind up the White River, through the forest and clear cuts, and eventually into the awesome village of Greenwood. I love that place; so small, so local. I would love to live in a place like Greenwood. There's a river, tons of terrain to explore, Mt. Rainier, cabins, a small grocery store, and a tavern; the Naches Tavern to be exact.

I loaded onto the gondi about 9:05am and there were so many fresh, mind blowing, steep, pow covered lines to choose from after that. I made my way from one side of the resort to the other. Blower, white room pow was to be had - face shot, after face shot. A few of the lifty's just kept smiling at me as I loaded. My beard was covered in POW most of the day! 

I need a Go-Pro. The iPhone photo's just aren't cutting it, and taking video with it is out of the question. Plus, the thing shuts off on me in the cold every 5 minutes. That was my only bitch about the entire day; not properly being able to document it.

I rode until I couldn't stand anymore. haha

//b








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