This year I went to Oregon for a week to see my buddy Chase. We go way back. This winter he is a cat driver in the park at Mt. Bachelor, right outside Bend, Oregon. I have been to Bend before, about 4 years ago. A few of us (including Chase) drove up from Lake Tahoe for 5 or so day of late season park riding. I haven't skied much since I moved away from Tahoe 2 winters ago so I was ready to get back at it. Climbing is nice but skiing is what I really love to do and this trip reminded me. I was definitely out of form but still managed to hold my own. I got a few powder days, a few sunny spring days, and a few down days because my legs couldn't handle any more.
Deschutes River in downtown Bend with the Sisters in the background. Chase lived very close to downtown and I really enjoyed talking walks in the afternoon around town, mostly wandering aimlessly. There is a nice park along the river. Bend is a great town. I would definitely live there. It has skiing, climbing and great beer.

One beer to rule them all. My last day I took a tour of the Deschutes Brewery which happened to be walking distance from Chase's house. I tried to smuggle 2 beers home with me including this one, Obsidian Stout. This is the grandaddy of them all. One beer broke in my bag on the way home but the other remains intact. I am saving it for a rainy day.

I drank a few of these too.

Hello Smith Rocks. I had originally planned to climb a day or two but I was having way too much fun skiing and couldn't track down a partner so I had to settle for this roadside view of Smith Rocks.

Hello Mt. Hood. Chase had a meeting at Windells one day so I tagged along. He dropped me off at Mt. Hood Meadows for by far the best ski day of the trip. There was about a foot of fresh and it was cold (high of 18 or something), which is atypical for Mt. Hood, which usually has very heavy snow. I skied until I nearly collapsed and then got drunk at the bar waiting for Chase to pick me up. Hood locals don't get after the pow like people do in Tahoe and there was good snow to go around until closing time.

Chase at Timberline (also on Mt. Hood) the day after the picture above. Chase and I went into Portland that night to hang out with some hipsters and I played "not my town". I won't fill you in on all the details but we did manly stuff like drink beer and went to a nearby Gentleman's Club. Big thanks to Brian Mayfield and Dani for letting us stay with them at the epicenter of hipsterness in Portland, Hawthorne Street.

View from Mt. Bachelor looking at the Sisters, (there are three of them) and Broken Top on the Right. Funny enough, I do not have a picture of Mt. Bachelor itself.

The crew grillin' on a nice day at Bachelor. This day was pretty warm and spring-like down at the bottom of the mountain. I rode the park for a while and even did some backflips for old time sake. The jump line was $$$$$ and I could not resist taking a few laps. Later in the day my legs got tired and I rode the Summit Chair, took a short hike and dropped into a north-facing bowl which still held some winter snow. The bowl exited through a gulley which could only have been caused by a volcanic eruption. It is very cool to ski a mountain which was obviously alive. Could it erupt again?

Kona. Paul's dog. She is so cool.

I am not choking Kona in this picture, only petting her.

Spring Break was great. I got to ski and took a much needed rest from climbing and school. Now back to the grind. Only one more year in Chapel Hill and then I can resume my life again.
I almost forgot...
This week's PUNT OF THE WEEK (POTW) goes to Dalen for punting Senderella Sit. Apparently he is not tall enough to climb v12. I wasn't there but I also heard he threw quite the wobbler afterwards. Poor show old boy.