Strategy: Fifth-generation Montanan. Twenty-four years traveling the West as a carnie slangin’ cotton candy at the local fair (no shit) while shredding Red Lodge and Big Sky in winter. Spent the last decade at Big Sky honing skills as a ski tuner. Stoked to ski big lines fast and looks forward to the next pow day, but not afraid to head into the trees. Has all his own teeth and doesn’t smell like cabbage.
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