Revelstoke

We headed way east because Revelstoke has some Pillows. That´s what she said.

On our way to Revy. Home sweet home.
 The nature fights back.

In Revelstoke, we straight ran into Toni´s friend from Munich. Simon spent the whole season there and guided us through the bowls. He knows how to shred them.
Load it up, pop it, suck it up, stomp it. Bang. Ollie.

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