#BD HELIO 105 FULL#

I never would have known it as the Helio 105 blasted through the denser snow just like all the blower above.Īs the day unfolded there was plenty of powder but also some tracks to contend with while linking swaths of untracked. When we hit the runout of the Bowl I made sure my wife was behind me as we worked one final margin of untracked to the far right that sees a bit of sun. All the while, I was letting out spontaneous howls, yells and whoops of joy. I caught a glance out of the corner of my eye of friends who were parked on top of the rollover as I punched the accelerator and increased the radius of my turns. Then it opened up onto a big apron that rolled over steeper with each turn. Swooping down a wide gully just above treeline, a couple of wind affected turns went by as if they weren’t there, Dropping into some trees, popping off features, arcing little sidehills, all the while playing the terrain at will. Solely by luck, my wife and I were part of the first 50-100 people up Highlands Bowl when it opened. I almost took my Wailer 99 with me “just in case” but tossed them back in the corner at the last second and thought “The hell with it.” I don’t know if it was powder fever or the sense of freedom of not having to think about the well being of clients behind me but something different was in the air.

#BD HELIO 105 FULL#

It was also my first full day of the season riding lifts with nothing on my plate beyond ski my butt off. Bluebird and cold with a foot of new snow. My final day on the Helio 105 was a classic Colorado powder day. Was it lack of girth, a bit lower tip profile or a bit too stiff a ski to allow for enough float? I honestly missed the extra girth and found myself working a bit harder than usual to get down the hill. The snow report said 3″ but to my surprise we found 12+” had blown into the lee side of our terrain. I brought along my trusty DPS Wailer 112 “just in case” but left them racked for the day because if one is going to talk the talk then you had better walk the walk. Maybe I was still thinking about my old flame and hadn’t fully committed to this new friendship. Every time I crossed a track I got bucked into the backseat a little bit, making me think maybe the tail of the Helio 105 was a touch too stiff. Sure enough, the powder was there albeit with a few tracks scattered across the slope. I headed out back to tour a lap in one of my usual haunts where I am virtually guaranteed to find powder. They were surprisingly damp for a lightweight carbon ski and stayed glued to the snow allowing the full length of the edge to engage.

Bd helio 105