The back-country pulls at my soul.
It’s not just the un-tracked lines, the first descents, or the chutes that fill in undisturbed. It’s also the quietness, the solitude and pureness of this world. It’s the realization that we can go wherever. No ropes or boundaries to limit us. And like all good things, the only limits that exist in the back-country are in our minds.
When I started cross country skiing back in 1979 I never thought that I would ware out the love of this sport, but only after four years into it I knew there was more to this then skiing on groomed trails. The more I went out the more I would look into the woods and see lines that I wanted to ski. In 1984 I purchased my first pair of Telle skis. After that I was hocked on the back-country. I have four different sets of back-country skis and gear that allows me to ski any conditions. It is a passion and the love that allows me to ski and photograph the real nature life in the back-country.
I started a back-country ski outing once a year in February with my brotherfriends back in 1986. Were in our 24th year and leaving for our week ski the same day the Olympics starts. Let the games began.
If you are looking for a photographer to document your winter event anywhere in the US, including Alaska, especially on skis, my calender is open most week days and weekends thru March.