Age: 28 | Vitals: 6’0,” 160 lbs. | Years skiing: 17 | Current Residence: Sandy, UT
Raised in Canaan, Maine, I started skiing at a single chairlift, 600+ vertical foot gem named Eaton Mountain. In true east coast form, Eaton offered night skiing every day of the week, and I took full advantage all through middle and high school. Once I got my drivers license, my wheels took me to Sugarloaf every weekend and “snow day” off from school. My freshman year of high school I joined the race team, learned to carve, did a few races, and discovered I would much rather ski moguls and hit jumps than bang gates.
By the time I graduated high school I was co-patroller of the year at Eaton (which I think I earned mostly by throwing large front flips in patrol uniform; it certainly wasn’t from my life saving ability), and loved every aspect of skiing, whether it be laying trenches in corduroy, skiing tight east coast glades, ripping zipper bumps, throwing flippy, spinny, grabby things in the park and pipe, or hucking cliffs.
To me, being a great skier is being able to do everything, a definition I still stand by.
After high school, my snow skiing took a bit of a back seat because I spent the next few years at college in Monroe, Louisiana to pursue other hopes and dreams as a competitive waterskier. I still managed to get in around 30 to 40 days a season, but as we all know, that is not enough.
In 2005 I made the big life-choice after college to move “Out West” and follow my true calling into big mountains. Through some waterskiing connections, I found myself in Taos Ski Valley for the winter. It was their driest season on record, but it still turned out to be one of the best seasons of my life. I spent the next five winters in Taos skiing almost every day of the season. I started competing here and there in big mountain comps, where my best finish was 4th at the Taos event in 2008.
Unfortunately, in 2010, while competing in the finals of the Telluride Freeskiing World Tour event, I completely tore my ACL on a very routine left hand turn (it was partially torn already from dirt jumping mountain bikes). I was devastated, had to have surgery, and missed the remainder of the season.
Rehabbed and recharged for the 2010/11 season, and I now live in Sandy, UT, take classes at the University of Utah, and will apply to their Physical Therapy program in the fall of 2011. I spend most of my time lapping the Collins chair at Alta, where my favorites are anything off the High T (Eagle’s nest, Eddie’s), and I head up the Wildcat chair when I feel like hitting a few of Alta’s fantastic natural kickers or the newly opened Comma Chutes.
I get out into the backcountry when time allows. So far this season I have managed to ski the Y Couloir, Hallway Couloir, Thunderstruck Couloir, Superior, and The Gargoiles, to name a few.
My skiing ideals haven’t change since I was a kid, and I still love to jump as much as make a turn. Thanks to my east coast upbringing and my years in Taos, I’m always going to pick steeper, technical terrain over wide open spaces, but when things do open up, I will be rolling as fast as I can.
Life Changing skis:
1st generation Salomon 1080; K2 Hellbent
Other skis I’ve liked:
Dynastar Candide; Rossi Scratch FS; Line Sir Francis Bacon; K2 Kung Fujas, 09’s and 10’s; Line Mothership; K2 SideStash; 2011 K2 Obsethed