Not over yet
Late Friday night/Saturday morning, we finished the magazine and I took home the hi-res PDFs. After looking at it with fresh eyes, we converted the files into hi-res PDFs and dropped off a FedEx package for Monday pickup and Tuesday delivery to our printer in Canada. From Kinko's, Wendy and I hit the 405 and went straight to Mammoth for a couple days of decompression.
Wendy rips up Dave's Run. The run is steeper than it looks.
Contrary to popular belief--at least in California--snowboarding season is far from over. Except for the top chutes, pretty much the entire mountain is open. It was T-shirt and hoody weather, so we stayed on top where the snow stayed firm and fast: mostly Cornice, Scotty's, and Dave's.
Walking back to Motel 6 from Perry's after dinner, I played around with the Ricoh GR. Arty or bad? I can't tell.
At night, I looked over the PDFs one more time, knowing that I could send PDFs tonight if anything showed up. Yeah, I found a few more errors. Almost forgot to credit a contributor! I actually woke up in the middle of the night and had a panic attack about the mag. I fabricated all these things I was supposed to remember and didn't--but couldn't, because they were figments of my imagination. Maybe it was guilt from making the trip before the mag was truly in Canada?
As of 10 minutes ago, the mag is officially out of our hands and I'm trying to set up another trip to Mammoth...
Wendy rips up Dave's Run. The run is steeper than it looks.
Contrary to popular belief--at least in California--snowboarding season is far from over. Except for the top chutes, pretty much the entire mountain is open. It was T-shirt and hoody weather, so we stayed on top where the snow stayed firm and fast: mostly Cornice, Scotty's, and Dave's.
Walking back to Motel 6 from Perry's after dinner, I played around with the Ricoh GR. Arty or bad? I can't tell.
At night, I looked over the PDFs one more time, knowing that I could send PDFs tonight if anything showed up. Yeah, I found a few more errors. Almost forgot to credit a contributor! I actually woke up in the middle of the night and had a panic attack about the mag. I fabricated all these things I was supposed to remember and didn't--but couldn't, because they were figments of my imagination. Maybe it was guilt from making the trip before the mag was truly in Canada?
As of 10 minutes ago, the mag is officially out of our hands and I'm trying to set up another trip to Mammoth...
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