PHOTO COMP- Old Glory

I first saw Old Glory in January skiing around Red Mountain and new it had to be skied. Come friday I had a solid group of skiers ready to go but plans were tenative due to an ugly weather forcast. No one thought it would happen the following morning and the night got pretty wild. There are vague memories of a freaky costume party, a 3am bike ride and profanities drawn on neighbours snowy windshields.

Crashing on a hardwood floor with no blanket was a perfect early wake up call. I poked my head outside at 7am to clear skies. The crew was wrangled and we all met up in Rossland to make the ascent.On the summit it was all laughter, tears and vomiting. It's good to be alive.  

There's Dave With Old Glory in the background