Born and raised in Eastern Idaho. Some of the best backcountry riding right out my back door. As a young’in I spent Christmas breaks in Island Park and lucky enough to ride my Grandmother’s air-cooled Arctic Cat 440. Throughout my childhood and teen years, I never had my own sled. I was that guy who had to borrow, or use the backup sled. Surprisingly, I seemed to keep getting the chance to tag along.
I fell in love with the sport. Each time I head into the mountains and hit that tree line, everything in the world that sucks, seems to disappear. There is something indescribable about sleds and exploring God’s country that only a backcountry rider can experience.
I want to keep that feeling alive for many generations. If we are not proactive about the things we love, we risk it being taken away from us. There is no better way to keep our back country riding alive then with this great group of people, a unified vision, and each doing our part to keep public lands accessible.