Jordan White


Jordan White

Jordan White

Born and raised in Denver, Colorado, Jordan started venturing into the mountains about the time he learned how to walk. Jordan cut his teeth on the high peaks of Colorado, climbing and skiing the 14ers. He has spent time in the Chugach, Tordrillos, East and Central Alaska Ranges. Jordan has two separate first descents on Capitol Peak just outside of Aspen, Colorado amongst over 300 14er summits. He spends as much time as possible traveling to ski, with ski descents in Mexico, Canada, Alaska, Russia and Chile. When he isn’t clicked in, he is slinging drinks at the Red Onion in Aspen, CO, or guiding for Aspen Alpine Guides. Jordan is also a full member with Mountain Rescue Aspen, where he volunteers his time to help people who find themselves in difficult situations in the backcountry.

Discipline: Skiing

Hometown: Lakewood, CO

Currently Living: Aspen, CO

Height: 6'4"

When did you first start skiing?

I started climbing mountains when I was 4 or 5 years old with my family in Colorado. I suppose I was skiing around the same time. I didn’t really have the means to take it seriously until I had a driver’s license at 16, though.

What do you most enjoy about your sport?

There is nothing that makes me feel more free and happy than a day of skiing in the backcountry. The combination of work, speed and freedom are hard to beat.

How do you define success?

Having a good day with friends in the mountains and coming home safely every time.

What are you most proud of, either in life, your sport or both?

I’m most proud of finding the drive at a younger age to push myself into the mountains and finding a little bit of success at what I truly love doing on a daily basis.

Who are your heroes?

Anyone and everyone who has ever pushed the sport of skiing, but more specifically the frontrunners for the sport that I’ve gotten to look up to my whole life. People like Lou Dawson, Chris Landry and others from that generation of people who were climbing and skiing peaks well before the gear was what it is today. Total badasses.

What inspires you?

New lines, contrived or not. I love looking at a peak and trying to figure out if there is a ski line down it, and then talking to someone else to see what they see. New lines, new objectives and creativity in the mountains.

What are your hobbies outside of your sport?

Rock climbing, mountain biking, backpacking, snowmobiling

What’s your guilty pleasure?

Snowmobiling/slednecking. Say what you will about 2 strokes, but nothing really compares to faceshots on a sled.

What are your hidden talents?

I never thought I’d be good at the service industry, but I do all right slinging drinks. I can throw a Frisbee pretty damn well too.

Tell us about your most favorite place in the world:

Alaska, ‘nuff said. No seriously though, I couldn’t imagine living anywhere but Colorado. The challenge of our snowpack keeps us on our toes, but the mountaineering season is truly hard to beat, our backcountry isn’t crowded (yet) and it’s home. I only wish we had some glaciers.

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

A pro soccer player—little did I know that they don’t really make much of a living in the US, and I was never particularly good at the sport. Beyond that, I’ve been pretty ADD with career paths.

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be, and why?

I’m a big guy. Sometimes that means that it doesn’t matter where I fall in the skin track line, I’m always breaking trail, and gear.

Tell us about a time in your life when you have been scared:

One time, my dad and I were climbing the Halo ridge route on Mount of the Holy Cross. The route is about 32 miles round trip and I was 11 years old. We were doing the whole thing on snowshoes (shoot me). We had camped at treeline and were trying to make it to a stone hut that is on an exposed ridgeline to camp in for the night. The trailbreaking was heinous, and we didn’t make it all the way up. That night in a fairly gnarly storm I got to experience my first Bivy. We had sleeping bags, but no pads or anything. That was a cold night and as young as I was, I think I was pretty worried about seeing the sun come up the next day. In the end all was well, and I probably just got tougher from it.

Describe your perfect day:

Climb up, ski down, no avalanches and perfect pow, with a nice cold PBR back at the trailhead.

How would your friends describe you?

Most of my friends would describe me as motivated, almost to a fault; I think they get annoyed sometimes at me wanting to go ski a new line, or get out early, or constantly wanting more. I’ve had more than one person call me insatiable. Most of my friends realize that I truly care for them and all people, and I’d drop everything to help someone out.