Today was the most exciting adventure of the trip, both good and bad. Morning started off great with us waking up to blue bird skies and Mt. Olympus in the background. It was finally go time for the helicopter skiing part of this trip. The lift up to Olympus is only about 10 minutes, so we were up in the mountains in no time. It was really refreshing to see what the terrain had to offer and what the conditions would be like. We immediately found some decent size lines we wanted to ski. But it turns out the winds had hit the mountain hard the couple days before. So it wasn’t going to be waste deep pow, but at least it was still soft and buttery smooth. Josh and I tee’d up two pretty sweet lines early and were pretty stoked on what we had. On our third lift back up is when shit kind of hit the fan for me… We were scoping out a line Josh had picked out from the top, when we decided we need to move down the ridge a bit further. I started a kick turn and when I was bringing my other ski around the, cornice gave way. It broke off directly under my feet, and at first I thought I was going to be able to keep my balance and stay on. But it broke down to rocks and I fell about 5 ft backwards off a cliff following the cornice. The SUV sized cornice then triggered a 2-3ft fracture that propageted the length of the ridge. I was lucky in that there was no snow following me, so I was able to spin myself around and set an edge before reaching the cliff ban below. Needless to say that got the blood pumping this morning. The slide went pretty large, but I will let the photos show that. But hey can’t let something like that slow you down, just need to learn and move on. We finished up the day getting some really cool ski shots. The plan is to get up early again tomorrow and get back after it!