Every year for Memorial Day a few die-hard friends and I skip the barbecues and family get-togethers to indulge our powder habit one last time. Summer skiing is our way of throwing a middle finger to the sun before our precious snow melts for another year. The festivities begin with early morning hikes above the treeline and finish with goggle-tanned, smiling faces telling stories of epic wipeouts and slushy runs around the campfire. This year we had the added bonus of spending the weekend at Snowbird Ski Resort as they threw their bacchanalian end-of-season party, one final tribute to the Snow Gods. Here’s the gear we used to tackle the last runs of the year.
For The Ski Bum In Denial