Hurricane ridge has been a goal of mine since i found out last year that they actually have a small ski resort. After looking at the website and talking my Boarding partner into it we planned for this year. So when the time finally came to make the trip over to the olympics the first time, we were greated with 15 feet of snow, and road closures. This forced us to reschedule for the following weekend. The following weekend was an amazing time to go though. With bluebird sky's and no wind we were greated with pure white walls of epic powder bliss. Fresh tracks to be had all around the mountain, little did we know the work that would be needed to attain these tracks. Having never used a rope tow or a poma tow i was surpised at the level of effort needed to maintain myself on these without falling. This would be the first of many obstacles to overcome before even hitting our first run.
After taking the rope tow, and destroying my gloves. We reached a small ridge, knowing we had to hike up, i unhooked my board and started hiking up. We reached the top of the first hill, and looked on to the massive wall that loomed in front of us, still a short hike away. Taking a small break we hiked the ridgeline up to the top, and after enjoying the breathtaking views, shredded down the untouched wall of powder.
At the bottom although excelirated you cant help but be a little dissapointed, and wanting more. Having that single run not be enough to quench that appitite for pure powder.
