The Lost Files


Words and Photos by Doug Tolman

It’s no secret that Nor-Am events are few and far between these days. Insurance, hay bales and timing systems are all expenses preventing peeps from hosting ‘legitimate’ events. There are a few rad freeride events like Giant’s Head and KNK going down, but it’s apparent that a lot of destination-skating has migrated away from the race scene. By no means does that imply the heavy pack skating has stopped, now it’s just under the radar. As shown in a few previous articles, the best downhill skaters in the west have been stopping by our local slab of pavement for some steep skids and heavy hits.

I thought I’d lost a good chunk of the photos from one particularly deep session last month, but recently the skate gods blessed me with a treasure greater than the outcome of any train-robbery. Here are the goods.


Zak Maytum digging in


Trevor Ovenden and Riley Irvine on edge


A steezy Colorado Grom getting his kicks on a flying space rock


A broke-off Micah Green prepares some brats for the boys


Simon Sneethan made it all the way from Washington


Not a “lost file”, but too good not to include


Kalil may have moved out Cali-forny way, but he still skates the hill as much as anyone


The crew rallied together to get James out of the ditch after a 50 mph cliff huck


His board and pelvis both took a beating


James getting down before the crash


Austin Pedroni used his floral camouflage a lot


This shot from the top was worth almost getting attacked by a sheep-dog


Dylan Hepworth leads a big pack through a tight right


It’s usually hard to judge speed with a photo, but this one hints at it

With the ski resorts getting dumped on as I type this, Rasta Resort probably is too. So long for now, best in the west.


Speedy Southern Session

Words and photos by Doug Tolman

Fall in the air, fresh pavement under your wheels, yellow leaves flying by at 70mph. Pure bliss.

The wave of skate stoke has its ups and downs, sometimes organizing a session is harder than the skating that happens in it. This year the skate gods have blessed us with many fresh roads in the great salty state, so Riley and myself ventured south this week to skate the dankest of danks. Here is a recap to remind you all how rad our state is and to go git sum before it is all covered in snow.

Session started out with a little camping and dawn patrol on the home hill, good warm-up for the terrain to come.

Riley chasing Anthony and Eli down Cowboy Trail

Daltonic staying low

After a solid morning of skating we split from the crew and headed south for the uncharted goods. Riley’s first descent on this freshly paved highway bomb clocked at 69mph from my speedometer, safe to say the following runs only got faster (see video).

Riley riding the wave

Standard squatter into the apex

After exploring exactly how much adrenaline one can handle while still holding their shit down, we ventured next door to the Rasta Resort where we met up with Dylan.

Synchronized sliding through a switchback. Dylan Lee photo.

Myself and Riley synchronized sliding through a switchback.
Dylan Lee photo.

Welcome to Rasta Mountain

A hairy line through the bottom section

Though numbers were small, skating was heavy. Look forward to some more media from more field trips, now go skate through some pretty fall trees.