can this be my house? 


As a little background, I grew up hitting rails in Ohio because when it snowed, the park was too slow and flat to ski.  Since I’ve moved to Utah I haven’t had much luck hitting urban between getting busted and injuries.  

Over the past few seasons, I’ve watched street skiing take such a fresh and unique path apart from its roots.  Sometimes one might find themselves rewinding a clip over and over again in an attempt to comprehend what had just went down.  The present is witnessing such diverse styles being channeled on some heavily weighted features.

A few buddies caught my interest when they showed me footage of a decently sized bridge that required a blind pop over a chest high wall, followed by a sizable plummet into tranny down below.  After seeing an incredibly stylish shot of my buddy john tweaking out a safety high above the wall, I had to give it a try.  Above are a few screenshots from the day, it feels good to get my feet wet again.  


My new place of employment. Too sick, come in and say hi.


Best edit out. No Doubt.