I grew up in North East Victoria at the base of Mt Hotham and Falls Creek. Growing up I learnt to ski at the now burnt down resort of Mt Buffalo. I went up every weekend that I could with my brother and dad from the age of 4.
During school we had a snow sports programs which meant a day off school each week and every Saturday we went to Mt Hotham as a school group for lessons and free riding. I was lucky enough to have Australia’s best resorts an hour away from me and had plenty of friends involved in the sport so growing up it was snow rather than Footy in winter.
I’ve worked on ski resorts overseas and in ski stores in Melbourne so snow sports is definitely a big part and passion in my life and I’m still as much into snow sports today as I was when I was 4.
I love the amazing places you can travel in the world to enjoy the sport, it’s always with friends and the whole day has plenty of laughs and adrenaline rushes.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s blue skies or cloudy, raining and windy weather, at the end of the day, usually at a bar with a cold beer in hand you will reflect back and think what an awesome day you have had.
The people you meet are also a key reason why I love the snow and everyone is on the same level and friendly. No matter where you are in the world you can have a great conversation with a complete stranger on a chairlift as there’s a shared passion for the snow and lifestyle it brings.
There’s so many ‘best’ days. I think no matter where you are and what day it is… at some point of that day there’s a moment which is the ‘best’.
Maybe Steamboat USA when there was 80cms of fresh powder and we were second off the gondola so had untracked powder for the morning. Then pizza and beers for lunch and an afternoon hiking to areas to find more untracked powder runs. Then knocking off the day with a hot tub, and heading out for Mexican for dinner and drinks. That was pretty epic.