TJ and I went up to Brighton today for a few runs, which turned in to a good half-day-er, on account of it was effing amazing. Ten inches of fresh, not a cloud, and temps that were in the high 30's. We rode our stock Crest run (which is awesome btw) but for some reason, there was like 10 more things to do on it. Plus, the mountain was deserted. The only other guy there was this dude, and he just "wanted to hit some fuckin' moguls."
Sorry everyone, you missed out today.
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