We move towards what we already miss, forgetting what we already have on our side. A sparkling season closure, homing to the familiar mountains with some surprises.Read More Thaw, thaw!
Holy molly, you must be really missing these updates! Hold on as we have some more powders to go and the first rays of summer are revealing the buried greens and horns.Read More Trip(let)
Imagine a mountain with an unpronounceable name, an alarm ringing in the darkness and departure while bakers still knead. Now shoe the boots while the rosy lights of dawn caress the first peaks, turn on the beacon. Close your eyes. Breathe. Let’s go.Read More TipTapHorn, or how to dance at skyheights
Repetita iuvant, as some folks said in the past. But repeating with snow is even better.Read More Three helmets, six skis and a gully
Flow and melt through sweat; should there be light, I bet, it wouldn’t come as other than threat.Read More Blurred outlines
While we rose above the trail, our sight turned to a brighter shade of pale.Read More A Whiter shade of Snow
Rising toward the boundary between earth and sky, ‘till getting lost inside the scattered light of a snow-cloud. Losing the references we discover our true selves, burned by a beauty so wild that it reveals us vulnerable again.Read More Into dustness