Mammoth Memories

Mammoth. It was a ridiculous trip. The AutoSnowCo. "suite" was kept packed with Agents and local and traveling shreds. You know it's a good one when there's people crashing in the bathroom. James and crew were diligent on the action photos. Our newest agent, the Rick, is not scared of anyone or anything. If he wasn't lighting fires under the other Agent's asses with his straight 900's on the South Park kicker line, he was bumping elbows with snowshred superstars like Tara Dakides, who apparently could not handle a concerted Agent assault on her senses during the Wave Rave party. My camera is full, and I'm scared to look at the pics. This guy turned 28 on the last night of the demo. Subsequently, I don't even remember how I got home from the Nitro party that night. Partly due to Lily's handle of JD she was forcing on me. I do remember that the girls we were with couldn't legally get into the bar, but it's amazing what a couple stickers can accomplish. Stickers are like currency in shred-towns. Met up with 2 potential Mammoth Agents, Rob and Matt, who aren't afraid to light up the jib lines in South Park. Even Cat came down to shred, and she's getting the speed carve down and even hitting rails! At this rate, she'll be super-pro in no time. We rode the gondola up the hill, the one that goes over the main park. It was funny to see Cat freak out seeing dudes pull 7's over the 60 footers. Thanks to everyone that made Mammoth a great event.

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