Jason loses his manhood

As I sit here aimlessly in Baltimore listening to screaming children incessantly get placed in timeout while I watch the snowfall in Salt Lake I've begun to wonder why anyone in the world would ever have children or for that matter get married. But...after meeting Jason's wife Amanda 6 months ago I guess I can make a few exceptions.

This being the case on Thursday a bachelor party was arranged for Jason Dorais courtesy of his brother Andy (whom arranged a very nice get together). We skied, drank beer, consumed a fair amount of brats and sausages  and we even were graced by the presence of strippers albeit they were of the wrong gender and with our party, and for some reason everyone still took pictures (which if you'd like to see visit another one of my fellow bloggers websites...I'm sure they'll turn up).

All and all a great time on all accounts...some say mine's next. We'll see about that.

The festivities begin

A great spot for a party

Tracks

The man with the boobcake in the foreground

BBQ

The bachelor...that motorboatin son of a bitch

Good food, good friends, good times

 Who say's you can't have fun on little skis...me dropping courtesy of Adam O'Keefe

This guy is actually a doctor can you believe that

A Fresh Coat of Paint

I'll spare the "pleasant surprise, it rained on Tuesday, only expected 6 inches" rant and get right down to buisness. It snowed (I even had to shovel my driveway) more than was expected and enough to get some serious skiing in. Judging by the amount of people out yesterday I would assume much of Salt Lake knew this as well, nonetheless it was a good day.

Travel first took me into silver fork for a few laps then over to Toledo bowl for a few more. I'd say probably 5 or 6,000 vert. for a short day outing.

Packed skin track

Turns

I must admit at first my setup: Dynafit Broad Peaks, Scarpa Aliens, and Dynafit Tech Binding did not appease someone who skies K2 Hellbents (with a 130 underfoot). But persistence using my lightweight skis/boots/binding has led me to believe this is the ultimate ski in one's quiver; just enough ski/boot to actually enjoy the down but light enough (under 10 lbs but I'm no gear junkie) to really cover some serious ground even for a fat kid like me. 

Skiing 

 Chesy couldn't make it up; some business about forgetting snowpants or bad roads so here she is repelling.

Oh yeah and some cam art + beer