I first met Mark shooting with the Sandbox crew 2 years ago in our beloved Whistler Backcountry. It was a rare stretch in March where we had about 5 sunny days in a row around here. So being a bunch of keeners we headed up everyday at 6 am until Mother Nature.
The first couple shots are some nice jumps Mark decided he wanted to hit. No one else was really into them, but Mark figured they would be worth the effort and ended up building them mostly by himself.
If memory serves me correct he hit each jump twice and landed, Back 5, Back 7, Back 1, and another Back 7. Not bad if you ask me, 4/4 is pretty good for a single day!
Anyhow the shot I've decided to feature is one I took of Mark last March after I had returned from a Heart Films trip in Japan. I was a wee bit jet legged, but looking at the forecast in Sicamous, some adrenaline kicked in and I was ready to hit the road the next day.
We spent this day preparing a couple jumps and scouting some as it was partially cloudy but with some nice windows of light. While Christopher Columbus-ing around we found this cool section of snow-ghosts.
Mark did his thing patting down a quick take off and I scouted for some angles. I tend to shoot more long lens the majority of the time, but was adamant I start mixing up my lens choices on this trip. So I busted out my trusty fish eye and walked around trying to find a good angle. The more I walked closer the better it was looking in my mind. When I brought the camera to my face I knew this was the angle for the shot.
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