“How in the world are we going be able to ski that thing?!”

My high school friend Matt Bolang and I were standing at the base of Jackson Hole Mountain Resort staring at over 4,000 vertical feet of the rowdiest skiing on the continent.  We were two Midwestern boys who had never skied anything bigger than Lutsen on our first trip west.  

For years we had seen the photos in magazines featuring the legendary Doug Coombs and crazy skiers ripping terrain that looked impossible.  Terrain la...
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