April 1st at Breckenridge has become a huge party day for all the local shreds. Its sick to see the whole snowboard scene together on one day having what seems the most fun you could have on the mountain. Hunting down a good set of retro gear, setting you stance back, maybe cutting a swallow tail, spraying everyone and everything in sight, and slashing like all the old school shredders is what its all about. 

We were on the hill pretty early, the local holiday was still pretty low key but there was a good foot of fresh to be had. We headed directly for the T-bar and Imperial lift. After a short hike (around some very winded Welsh blokes) we had reached the summit of peak 8 with open powder fields in all directions. Once we had exhausted the new snow and some clouds rolled in we blasted our way to Park Lane. We were immediately surrounded by neon and snowblades, it was chaos. Constant soul trains with 2-4 people on a lip at any time, spread eagles, and the all mighty method were being thrown with screams of delight. 

 It was getting pretty dangerous in the park, after seeing more than a few wrecks we were thinking of calling it. Breck beat us to it. Soon the parks were closed to anyone wearing a “costume” and therefore empty except for the a few steezy shreders here and there, apparently the resort was not as stoked as the rest of us. Didn’t stick around to see the “gapers” unleashed on the rest of the mountain. 

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