WEST RIDE STORIES- GRAND TARGHEE

I got out to Grand Targhee, Wy a couple of times last year. Lil sis lives 45 min. away.  I visit and sleep on the floor. She knows all the secrets. I only got one day at Targhee before Christmas. And in March Mary and I made the executive decision to stop by Targhee on our way back from Breckenridge, CO (other lil' sister's floor) to Sun Valley, ID (desination lil' bro's floor). Hours out of the way- but it had to be done- Targhee is such a sweet little treat.

Mary looking out on the back after hiking Mary's Nipple. Rocking our favorite 80's coat.

Locked and loaded for the descent on top of Mary's Nipple.

The Giant and I went to Targhee for our honey moon in April after we got married on the top of Baldy (Sun Valley). He doesn't look so giant when he's in those bowls.......

coming down from Mary's

I love dropping that headwall; don't care how choppy the landing might be- gnar down those chicken necks.
dropping The Bad

the giant loves it too
smashing The Ugly

sunny days are rare at the Ghee- it's crazy when you can actually see stuff
coming down The Big

Braids flying lil sis leads the way

Oh Targhee, just counting the days till you are in my arms again

WRITING ON THE WALL- FACE TIME VI

London  photo- Mary Toft

Willyb- Brooklyn

Bushwick- Brooklyn

Dain  Tribecca- NYC

Jimi- Hendrix- LIC- 5 Points- Queens  Photo- J

photo- The Rician

How & Nosm  Willyb- Brooklyn

SNOW? ARE YOU THERE.... ITS ME, RATFACE

my Sun Valley early/late pass

What have I been up to?
I'm sure you are all dying to know.
(No one cares)
Well, I better write it down; I seem to forget things as soon as they happen.








 
 
 

The Giant at Jay

I've got 14 days on the hill.....
should be more but there are a million stupid excesses, like:
(all these should be read in a super whinny voice)
I live in Brooklyn......
More people need to give me money.......
The thing that I put in my binding that is connected to my leg seems to be broken or something......
I have a job.....
I'm old and fat......
My ass hurts........

Mary and the snow-less bowls- Sun Valley

Anyway-
sorry about that
I've had some days in Sun Valley, Targhee, Killington, and Jay Peak.
The lack of snow at the places I have been privileged to frequent could be devastating to some
but I'm just beginning the season of my life.

Me & Andy- Sun Valley

Sun Valley- Idaho
My mecca. Spent eight days riding with my family
and friends.
Most of the hill was open and the trip was filled with sweet Sun Valley bluebird days.
I missed the bowls terribly. 
We discovered the horrors of doppelgapers.
and had some detonating fun.

Mary and the Grand Teton- Targhee

Targhee- Wyoming
Spent two days here with lil sis Mary and there was pow, cause it's Targhee.
but there was a lot of stuff hiding ready to bite
Yeah, I got eight core shots..... 
it was totally worth it-
Team Awesome was born

bare bunny hill- Killington

Killington- Vermont
Spent two days with the Giant
about half the massive resort was open, no stash or pipe, but they've got some new parks.
Was cool to see Killington doing well after hurricane Irene- they got hit pretty hard.
Day two the famous blue stuff came out- I believe it's called ice?
Just suck it up and go straight

Jay Peak- Vermont (they say it's VT but it's like, really Canada)
Spent four days here with The Giant, Zims, and Yuko.
I only rode two, due to my traitor of a foot.

Jay is where it is at in the east.
And the trees are where it's at, at Jay.
Thank goodness they had some snow.
It didn't get warmer than -5, and that was balmy.
Can't wait to return.

                                                 The west is getting pounded.....

                                                    in the east we wait for ours

SANDWICHES IN OUR POCKETS- GRAND TARGHEE

The Toft's visit Targhee for three days last March. They don't stop for lunch.
Andrew Toft
Elisabeth Toft
Mary Toft
Rachel Toft
elevatedlocals.blogspot.com/2011/03/grand-targhee-snorkeling-in-mountains.html
Music: LionDub, Glitch Mob, The Jets, Diplo, and Subswara

WRITING ON THE WALL- BLACK N WHITE III

SOHO

Photo- The Rician

Low Lifes on High Horses- M. Toft

photo- The Rician

Willyb- BK

SOHO

WRITING ON THE WALL- FACE TIME II

Bedstuy BK

Da Burg BK

Greenpoint BK

Bedstuy BK

church drawings- Mary Toft

LES NYC

                                                            HAPPY BIRTHDAY BENJI

introduction of the gaper

It is now time to introduce the Gaper.
What defines a gaper? Well a gaper is totally unaware of their surroundings. They seem astonished that they are on the snow; confused about how they got there. They show no emotions and are usually adults. The name gaper came from the goggle gap, and the individuals ability to gape at the mountain and their surroundings. Also in some cultures, it refers to a
gaping vagina.
A gaper is usually a mute, maybe not in real life, but once they put their equipment on, they become silent. Perhaps it's the sheer effort of gaping, perhaps it's the elite nature of the gaper, they want nothing to do with the common man. They can almost fit in with the locals, they have the right gear and the right equipment. But the way to identify the common gaper is their speed, they move with the swiftness and intelligence of a mentally challenged turtle. They travel against the mountain, that is, they turn up the hill. In line they intimadate others by running over people's skis and implementing the loss of leg muscle technique. One might mistake this as falling or being uncoordinated- do not be confused- this is the way of the gaper.
My sister and I will now demonstrate:
We are not mocking beginners, we are mocking the gape and the gapers inability to be aware of their surroundings

cow insemination gloves

I hit a tree while riding at Pomerelle last year right after Christmas. I hit trees all the time; they like it. I took another run, but I knew something was wrong when I couldn't buckle my bindings with my right hand. I had broken my arm. I had a trip planned to Colorado at the end of January. My doctor said I could go ride, I just needed to keep my cast dry. The nurse told me to go get some cow insemination gloves (remember, this is Idaho), the glove would keep my cast dry. So my sister Mary and I went to D & B supply, a local farm supply store, as soon as we walked in the door a man came up to me and said, "Cow insemination gloves?".
How did he know?
My arm was hidden under my coat.
Photo- Ryan Zimmerman (http://stopdownphotography.com/)