When in Rome (or Jackson Hole)

The flight from Denver to Jackson Hole was definitely the most gorgeous view from the window seat. With my love by my side we're ready to rock, ready to roll.

Everyday was serene in its own way. Snow fell, hard. We saw blue skies and sunshine. The pow was deep. Truly an epic adventure. 

We rode hard for four days. I was even convinced to climb the headwall.. About a 500 foot vertical climb.. In the snow.. Carrying your board.. Breath slow. Once at the top the view you have is worth every step you just climbed. I felt so rejuvenated and grateful in that moment. The adrenaline was pumpin that's for sure. Thank you nice stranger for this great pic! Also photo credit to MGB for always trying to capture the moment and getting some awesome shots. 

We frequented the Mangy Moose après ski. Live music and spicy margaritas, yes please! Mom, you would love this place. 

A trip into town was a necessity as I had been instructed to check out The Cowboy Bar. Original saddle bar seats and dollar coins cemented into the bar. Everything looked original except maybe the floors had been redone. 

It'll be hard to top this one.