Penguin Club. Austin, Ben, Gabe, and Dru.
Pete has so much energy he can come off as a bit crazy, which he is. He talks a lot, not about the weather, but things like sexual habits and desires. I swear the man does not sleep and I have some suspicions that he may be extra terrestrial. Whenever he calls, I know he is going to propose a mission that requires me to miss a night’s sleep. I do most of my snowboarding trips on the road while traveling and when I am home I like to have some R&R, casually riding the resort with my friends, so generally our timing doesn't align.
Cover of next month's Snowshoe Magazine. Gabe and Drew.
Shoveling three feet of snow off the road at 3am. Not how I imagined I would start the first day of winter.
Once you get up and get out of bed, you never regret an early start.
But, from time-to-time I get a wild hair and join along for an Alport Adventure, as was the case this morning. He's familiar with and experienced in the Oregon backcountry, to say the least, and is a weather hawk, so when he says it’s going to be good, you can trust he's done his due diligence. This morning, without hesitation, he guided us through the foggy dark night into the Sisters Wilderness with his headlamp at 4:30am. This was after 2 hours of digging out the snowdrifts in the road and getting trucks stuck, which he expected and was part of his reasoning for a 2:30am departure from town, which I initially thought was a little excessive.