The boys staring up at the Camp Wall an hour after Drake dropped us off. We felt like we had found the gold at the end of the rainbow. Inyo making the first brush strokes of the trip. Perfect snow and heavy anticipation made this one memorable. He laced it, as per usual. From left to right: Worm, Inyo and Jason Robinson planning their attack. I still couldn’t comprehend how I’d ended up with such a stacked crew. Jason Robinson traversing through some subpar snow to find the goods. Watching him ride this kind of terrain was one of my favorite parts of the adventure.
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