The backcounty pulls at the soul. It's not just the untracked lines, the first descents, or the chutes that fill in undisturbed. It's also the quiet. The solitude. It's the realization that we can go wherever. No ropes or boundaries limit us. No regulations control our speed. And like all good things, the only limits that exist in the backcountry are in our mind.
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