We patiently waited for Jeff Richards to find his passport the entire morning, thinking our trip to Canada might not happen. We had two scheduled days in the cat up in beautiful interior British Columbia. Stress was high, but the positive energy led us to Jeff’s misplaced passport. Soon we were on our way to Retallack lodge, a place where heaven and reality seem to blur together. Just a short 15-hour drive led us into the parking lot of this incredible establishment.

Our crew consisted of Sam Taxwood, Jeff Richards, Bryan Fox, Austin Smith, Ryan Willisko, and myself. It hadn’t snowed in quite sometime but the local guides and employees of Retallack lodge promised us good snow, and awesome terrain to play on. Bryan and Austin had been there for a day or so before our arrival, and were downplaying the riding conditions in order to surprise our weary souls. As we ventured inside the Nitro cat up into the high alpine wilderness of Interior B.C. the slushy snow turned into dry rippable Canadian powder. Although not the deepest, and not average conditions for the locals, the riding was remarkable. Our lovely guides took us to all of the north facing goodies, where we flung ourselves down countless pillows and drops. Following your best friends through untracked, never ending tree runs is where life doesn’t get any better, at least not for a snowboard bum like myself. Pulling out endless amounts of snacks and good vibrations from our Slash, and Rover Nitro bags we ripped two full days inside a snowboarder’s heaven.

I want to thank the entire crew at Retallack lodge for endless amounts of good times and incredible hospitality. If you and your buddies are looking to ride the funnest terrain west of the Mississippi, pack into a van and head up north to Retallack, you will not regret it! We even made it back to Utah in time for the next storm, and the winter continued chasing storm after storm. Eating powder for breakfast lunch and dinner, all the while with a gigantic smile on our faces.

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