A few days removed from 85-degree temperatures and white sand wedged inside my ears, I went powder skiing. It was the last week of November, on the tail end of a stretch that brought 93 inches of snow in two weeks to Colorado’s upper Blue River valley. The flakes floated down like weightless pieces of paper as we ascended the mountain and then skied. You didn’t have to try for a face shot; it just happened. Pictured here: Dave Gelhaar.
Photo by Devon O’Neil