Post by: Natalie Gough

With a 9 a.m. wake-up call, our early start on the mountain was the best thing we could have done. Soft, not too slushy, we were able to hit the features we'd been ogling the day before. A perfectly cut pipe, jumps with soft landings, a wide variety of rail features, how could you not have fun? Right?

This late in the season, the early start is key to avoid the slush fields that accumulate in the afternoon and claim many victims, myself included. Front 5, landing in mashed potatoes, only to get gobbled up 15 feet down the tranny and tossed into a Switch Front Flip, my back arching in ways I didn't think possible. With no injuries sustained, Bre and I had a good laugh at the circus routine I had just performed for everyone to see on the landing of Mammoth's bottom jump. I would, however, go up and have my redemption on that jump next lap...

Doesn't this shot make you wish you were shredding with Nat Gough in Mammoth right now? 

Ethereal sun ray plant.

Side launcher. Why hit a jump straight on when you can gap the sides?!

Looks like a massive 3D road pylon.

The victim.

The bad guy, err, girl.

Front 5 sender.

Danger: Water-gun war zone.

After a night on the town for our Whistler neighbour Andrew Geeves' birthday, we woke up to discover we were kicked out of the Motel 6. Another epic day on the slopes, minus a mild case of heat stroke, it was time for us to move on...

Happy Birthday Geeves!

Motel 6 pre and post party.

Luck being on our side, Breanna and I were able to catch a ride with Analog/Anon team rider Silver Serino back to Lake Tahoe. Upon arriving at the SASS house at Northstar, we were greeted with the most amazing family style dinner. Stuffed to the max, we would pack it in and prepare ourselves for our final day of Cali shredding.

Our sweet ride to Tahoe. In-N-Out round two!

Sunset over Lake Tahoe.

Not bad.

Finally a home-cooked meal -- SASS does it right!

SASS family reunion! Myself, pro skier and coach Michelle Parker, and Luke Shelly.