There are trips that resonate in your mind year after year, and this freeride MTB mission was no different. After the pandemic shut down the world in late May 2020, I found myself with creative free time to dedicate towards these unique trips. Joined by close friends Blake Sommer and Jack Graham, we geared up and hit the road for an OHV zone in Southern Utah.
For a week, our only motivation was to capture the best imagery possible. The heat was relentless, our days starting early and ending late. Daily alarm clocks shattered the dark morning silence as we’d peel ourselves from our sweaty sleeping bags, often companioned by delirious midnight dinners after shooting underneath a sky full of stars.
With each passing day we discovered more unique features, naming them accordingly to ensure we were on the same page. Frayed at the ends after three days of shooting, we decided unanimously to sleep in the following day and regroup, spending the day at Lake Powell discussing our evening plans, the “West Slabs”.
Throwing on our dirty clothes and chiseling layers of dirt from our shoe insoles, we once again rallied. Shouldering his unforgiving downhill bike, Blake quickly scaled 800 vertical feet of loose hot shale and dropped in for one last sunset line. Carving and slashing down the face, Blake screamed through the frame accompanied by distant hoots and hollers from Jack. Celebrating our day, we headed back to camp and continued to shoot into the night, reliving our day, and planning our next.