Skipping pillows in Haines, Alaska with photographer Gene Dwarkin
We were lucky and had high pressure and blue skies that day in Haines, Alaska. Our guide, Sunny, was finding the honey holes of unaffected powder on the big slopes and at the end of this day, he suggested we go to “Playground.” It was all on slope and near the bottom of the run these dump-truck-sized, mushroom-head pillows had formed. They were catching late-day light, fading into black shade. Tom was on fire all year and charged them like moguls. The bc is one big playground.