After nursing an ankle injury for most of the fall, I was finally able to ski. Me, Austin, and Damien rolled up to the Sierra for the weekend. And wow, it felt so damn good to be in the mountains. Upon returning home, I set a very clear intention switch my focus from surf to ski and to call in some “big mountain adventures”. Little did I know that life would shortly throw me a curve ball and I would soon rent out my house, pack up the van, and hit the road chasing winter for the rest of the ski season.