There's nothing in the world like snowboarding. I don't know of another activity where I feel so free and alive. It's exilirating, fun, and even spiritual on some level.
It's something I've missed almost as much as my family since moving to Southern California. So at the beginning of the season a co-worker and I split a 6 pack of tickets to Mountain High(Southern California's closest resort as their ads say).
They received 3 feet of snow last week, so we went on Saturday. It's def not Utah, the snow is wetter, more dense, packs harder, and get's chopped up easier, and the mountians aren't as steep and long. That being said it was still a GREAT DAY! I feel completely recharged. Now the only problem is I'm obsessing over when I can go again.
