Oh 2007, it was such an epic year. As with the one before it. Does it just keep getting better or what? To end off the 2007 year, Tobin, Dre, Cheddar, Jordan, and I hopped in a magical flying machine and hopped out a couple thousand feet later, at sunrise, on one of the only peaks in sight above the clouds, with endless cold fluffy powder in sight. And that was just the beginning. 

You'd think it would be hard to blur some of my best & worst ski memories into one day, but a heli drop on Mt Currie while trying to kick some weird virus/flu is just the way to do it. Strolling through the heli pad parking lot on a brisk -18 morning probably wasn't the best way to kick my cold, but Mt Currie awaited.