Manufacturer's description
The alarm rudely starts blaring some shitty radio song at 6:00. You slap at it, stagger out of bed and look out the window. It snowed. You fire up some coffee, stuff some food in your mouth, pull on the gear and lace up. Rolling into the parking lot an hour before the lift loads, you’re the first one to drop your board in the corral. Friends and the normal pow-day crew show up and hang during the wait. With 200 people lined up behind you, it opens. As you drop into the line of your choice and spray a wall of snow, nothing else matters.