October 13, 2017 by:
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Starting the journey on lucky runway number 13. Summer turns to winter in the following 33 hours.
Chasing winter in the summer is exciting for many reasons, but clean air was among them this year. Hot and dry weather was already fuelling record-breaking forest fires that have continued in western North America. While there were no fires that immediately threatened my hometown of Whistler at the time, we were still inundated with thick smoke and ash. Luckily, I had planned a trip down south – way south – to Argentina during the month of August. Some people live for hot summer days, tank tops, and nights that seem to go on forever. I, however, am most content when surrounded by the stillness and silence of falling snow.
This was my fourth trip chasing winter in South America, and this year did not disappoint. I am beyond grateful to have had another opportunity to be based out of Bariloche with the support of SASS Argentina. The SASS crew take over Soul Max, a bright yellow lodge that’s just meters away from the base area of Cerro Catredal. This ski area allows for quick bumps into the alpine for easy resort-accessed backcountry, and is also the access point for the legendary Frey Hut and the Van Titter Valley.
Panorama of Van Titter Valley (left) and Lago Naheul Huapi
The first storm rolled in as soon as I stepped foot in the lodge, the best welcome I could have asked for. The power of storms in Patagonia always amazes me, and it seemed like the storms kept rolling in the whole time I was there. High winds and the intensity of the storm cycle kept us off the mountain for a couple of days during the trip, but when Pachamama (mother earth) is speaking you’d be well advised to listen.
Van Titter Valley
Lunch always tastes better with a view.
Aside from a few days where riding was shut down by weather, it was like the best day ever on repeat: lots of high fives, face shots and waist deep powder, with heavy overnight snowfall that reset tracks for the following day.
These dreamy trees were holding snow but we had to fight the wind to get there.
I was happy to have the Speed Rail binding
, which made for quick transitions when the wind was howling and it felt like I was going to get blown off the mountain, literally holding on to rocks between wind gusts. But we’d soon follow that wind to dreamy trees where we were rewarded with light, deep and almost endless turns.
Snow quality was amazing during the whole trip. The terrain was incredible, with a variety of riding in dreamy trees, open alpine bowls, and between massive granite spires. If you find yourself thinking about a trip to Argentina do everything you can to make it happen. Trust me. You’re going to have a good time. Winter chaser or not, we are all counting down the days as they start to get shorter and snow starts to dust the North American alpine. Fingers crossed for more pow turns, more frozen smiles, and more high fives shared with friends.