Alaska. Oh how I love you. I spend Aprils in Alaska, chasing snowboarding. It’s hands down the best place in this world to ride a board down impossible steeps. Its big. Its forbidding. It will beat you down. It can kill you. It demands a level of attentiveness and respect that most other places do not. After getting comfortable with those realities, its a blast! I mean where else can you dangle outside helicopters racing amongst icy peaks chasing your buddies down the side of a mountain. Then go catch one of the biggest fish of your life, shoot large caliber weapons, and be blown away by raw and unbridled nature. Its a sanctuary for wild souls who need to regularly define that line between fully alive and death. Then be brought back to ground by the weight of how minuscule we humans are in the realm of mother nature.