Impromptu Europe trip was the kind of OOO jet lag can’t keep up with. It was quintessential alps with slush laps and drag lifts in LAAX then slow mornings and sun beams in St Anton, plus a bit of après for the soul.
What a dream to land in @laax for @thesnowleague season ender. Head to @snowboardmag for the recap. ✨
“The third annual @rndsearch has wrapped up with an eruption as 18 year-old @billy_pelchat takes the win ahead of @yukafujiforest in second and @katie_kenzz in third. Now a @naturalselectionsnow Super Session event, the full podium advances to Natural Selection Revelstoke with Billy and Yuka seeded directly into the field and Katie slotted as an alternate.
While the contest day carries the spotlight, it isn’t a direct path to the podium. Spanning a full week, RND gives riders time to scope the venue and log multiple film days in zones of their choice alongside mentors and filmers. Riders are judged on their two contest runs making up 70% of the score, and their best single clip from filming days closing out the other 30%. Criteria follows the CREDO method: creativity, risk, execution, difficulty, and overall impression.” Full recap on the site.
✍️: @allywatson 📷: @_maismae@erinhogue@miraecampbell
“Imagine hating on me and I’m just sliding down the Great Wall of China”. 🇨🇳✨
I was yapping about China this week and realized this recap was far overdue.
I saw so much genuine joy on this trip, something I hadn’t experienced in a while. People hugging trees, joining morning movement in a park, older men playing slingshot on homemade targets over coffee, solo strangers slurping noodles from a late night street vendor.
On my first morning I was walking towards the canal path and saw people pulling up to a small plywood stand with so much urgency that I got in line. With no idea what I was in line for, I put full trust in this literal hole in the wall. I ended up with a 10/10 breakfast I still don’t know the name of. It’s been a minute since I’ve gone somewhere that felt truly foreign to me by way of language and customs, and despite travel being so easy to navigate now, I still had some hilarious mishaps that were so confusing I just had to laugh.
There’s nothing more grounding to me than leaving my routine. At a time where things feel impossibly hard, trips like this one make it all feel okay for a second. ✨
A little valentine to a city I’ll always love. 💕
Despite the storm of the decade shipping us out early, we still managed to get a fill of the arts, pizza, wacky times sq observations, subway stairs, bagels and vintage all in the midst of a whole lot of ~work things~.
@juicyhikes joined me half way through for some mandatory highlights:
-riding bikes through Manhattan (always)
-a midtown west basement jazz date
-100 years of the @newyorkermag
-Wilfredo Lam & Ruth Asawa at @themuseumofmodernart
-street dogs to cure hunger emergencies
-rush tickets to @liberationbway
-the cutest welcome at @thehoxtonhotel
-hanging with old pals
-KK’s first @lindustriebk (grease still on my jacket)
-why does N. 6th in Williamsburg look like a mall now?
Did summer just end?
There goes my first real summer on the eastside. I built everything back up from scratch and my new knee scored 100% on the sierra steps (iykyk). My list is long and every time I check something off I add five things. The mountains here are vast and there’s so many places to go. It feels vapid and selfish to talk about trails and lakes and travel while the world is crumbling and we are witness to the brutality of militarization. But it’s where I can string my thoughts together and watch the joy on my little dog’s face while he springs from boulder to boulder. Ceasefire now 🇵🇸
Not an ode to flags or fireworks but to frolicking along ridges, screaming dutch blitz in the alpine hut, my favorite small town general stores, the woodstove tortilla factory, wondering if my diamond hitch is tight enough, and stopping by unannounced. I may have moved south, but home is always north. ☺️
A visual update because I typed three captions and deleted them all. Summer is here and I’m ready for it. Hoping for more gigantic dinner parties in the desert and off-the-wall small town weird stuff. I took a break from training my knee to work again, but I’m ready to do all the things I longed to do while staring at the High Sierra on my crutches last summer.
