California Dreaming

What’s up Earth? This is Matt here live out of Truckee, California. I have spent the winter at Squaw Valley, and I have to say that I have never been better. The terrain here is unbelievable. The park is ridiculously smooth right now. Here are a couple shots of the biggest jump line at Squaw at the moment.

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Sick park
photo credit: Sean Crosby

Of course, the park is just a small part of the mountain. Squaw’s off-piste terrain is some of the best I have ever ridden. There are trees, open bowls, little drops, big drops, natural jibs and all sorts of natural features.

Throwing down with an injured rotator cuff.
View across Lake Tahoe.

I leave to go back home to Seattle next week for the multiple competitions in the area, but I will always remember Lake Tahoe as being one of the most beautiful places in the world. We all live one globe, we are one people, we are one love. Remember that and be thankful each and every day you get to go skiing, because you never know when you’ll go.

Here’s an edit to consolidate my time in Tahoe:

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Peace and Blessings
Matt Fry


No drama, some trauma

The first weekend of February started with no drama and fighting amongst the crew like normal. We found a couple natural hittable features along downhill and decided that we would just sesh them for the day. After we got comfortable with them we started small and worked our way up. I started out with sending some 360s deep into the trannys, Lloyd and Reidar with some 3s also. And of course Shane had to show us up by throwing down a frontflip and then exploded! Next run Shane stomped a laid out frontflip, Lloyd did another 360. Reidar surprised us all with a 720 to fail, but nonetheless surprising after his 720 to pole in the chin that resulted in an airlift to Harborview Medical Center a few years back. I decided to do a rodeo 5, it felt smooth but i couldn’t ride it away on my Armada Alpha 2s (park skis) in the northwest cement. We were all getting pretty stoked on these fun little natural features on a seemingly “not much to do” day.

The crew decided that we would take another lap and then grab lunch. While on the chair Shane mentioned that I should just do a rodeo 720 so that I could actually ride it out in the heavy snow. One by one we hit the feature, Reidar with another 720, Lloyd stomped a cork 720, and Shane threw a underflip. I told him that I was going to just do a 360, but he called me “pussy” and dropped in. I knew what I had to do… And that was to finally land my first rodeo 7 on skis. As I dropped in there was no hesitation, I popped off the lip and set the rotation. Looking for my landing I noticed that I didn’t have enough air to complete the rotation and bailed. As I hit the ground I felt my teeth crunch against my knee  and I knew right then that my teeth were done-zo! I stood up right away and skied over to where the crew was standing and said “My tooth!”. At this point I didn’t realize that I was bleeding so Reidar told me. I then touched my tongue to my lip that was lacerated and it made me want to puke. Feeling like I was going to pass out I sat down and so many thoughts were racing through my mind. So I had a lacerated upper lip, one tooth lost, one tooth wiggly, one tooth crooked.

Once I got to the bottom of the mountain the Crystal Mountain Ski Patrol patched me up a bit so I could make it to the hospital and my dad had the car waiting. We drove to Tacoma General/Mary Bridge Children’s Hospital where I spent the next 6 hours waiting, getting stitches, waiting more, x rays, waiting more, and then I finally got to head home on some vicodin.

Monday I went to my dentist and he referred me to a orthodontist that will put braces on my upper teeth to realign them.

I’ll keep you guys updated!

One Love,

Stevens Pass Comp

What a weekend at Stevens Pass, WA. My sister and I embarked on the journey Thursday night and headed over to Pat’s to pick him up so he could come along and film for us. What kind of trip would it be without his crazy ass. We went to stay the night in Seattle at Reidar’s house. Spent the night getting chauffeured around town in a god damn Chrysler Sebring with the top down and making beats on the synth.

Got an early start the next day. Up at the crack of dawn listening to Raydar’s dad crack some crazy jokes about his special ass oatmeal he was feeding us. Finally on the road with A-hab intact. A couple pee breaks and an insane owl spotting later we were on the hill. Signed in for the comp and went to scope the venue. Met up with Shane and we all picked out our line and were stoked for the following days. Got off the hill and had a crazy night at our hotel kickin it and swimming in the pool.

Qualifying day was kind of a joke… but still a good time. We all just skied around and waited for the fog to roll out. When we couldn’t get a break from the weather they called it and we took a few more runs and headed down the hill. We managed to drag Shane along so he could crash with us in the hotel room which didn’t even have enough beds for everyone as it was…. So Raydar got to sleep on the floor. That night some pretty crazy, shit went down. We started the night out with walking around Leavenworth and ended up walking in a hotel that i remembered had a racquetball court in it. On our way to find the court I’m not sure how we got so lucky, but some random old guy ended up running up to us and was wondering if we had signed up and were looking for all the racket ball gear. So of course we said yes, got all the gear from him and had a crazy racquetball match. Left there, some how not getting in any trouble. Went and got some food and headed back to the hotel. The night ended up with Pat pissing off some built 200+ pound guys from a wedding that was happening at the hotel, by asking if there was an “open bar”. Some how Raydar ended up taking the blame for it and was later brought to the stage in front of the whole entire wedding to apologize. Then was drug into a closet and nearly got his ass beat, some how escaping from the biggest guy choking him out. After he came back outside with 4 huge ass guys right behind him some crazy shit went down. Drunk ass people started yelling an some guy kept trying to take Raydar back into the hall. Luckily pretty much the entire wedding was on our side. So while everyone was bickering and some guy pushed this drunk girl shit got crazy and Mobb Steep dipped out to the hotel room.

The next day the fog still didn’t clear up so they were forced to only run the bottom of the venue. It wasn’t too terrible still some good skiing. My sister ate shit off this cliff I told her to drop…. whoops! She ended up third though. Not bad for her first comp. Shane took 4th. I ended up second and Pat got some good footy of us all and a dope edit. Quite the weekend!

-Lloyd Dahlem (Young Frog)