False Hopes.

Went up to Snowshoe to go to the Job Fair for our homies and had the hopes of poaching the first manmade snow. Title and pictures can explain we didn't get the chance.


Woke up to some cold and frost.


Top of skidder.


And bottom of skidder, enough said.


Snowshoe did however pick up a dusting of fresh snow which drifted.


Jobba Fair.


Oh! Alex.


We figured might as well scope out the Creek.


Freshies in the woods.

Job Jam and Rail Fair!

Driver.


Not snowy this weekend. : (


Hydrocodone


Bout to get in trouble.


Just a bit sketchy.


Tis foggy.


Winter on top, fall on bottom.


Boo Knob Rail Jam here SS comes.


Colorful. : )


Dirty windshield in the corner!


Desolate.


The lumrjack.


Pointless...


Sad I had to sit on the sidelines.


Steppin up.


This tree almost claimed a few heads.


Ryan is nosey sometimes.


The lineup.


Git ju sum.


The new box.


Podium.


Ryan is happy like always.