"The highest ski resort in the state provided a surreal predawn experience: a light snow fell through headlamp beams as the group pushed off the edges down a short feeder run called Blackfoot Access, which “on most days... would be forgettable, a run to reach other runs, really, but on that night, it felt magical.” With no lifts spinning, the team had permission to drive a service road to the top, ski the slope by headlamp, and regroup less than a mile and exactly 637 vertical feet below. Pro skier Tommy Flitton played in the soft snow off to the side and boomed, “This is so fun!”" - Tim Neville