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Wildcard visits Montana Day 1: Yellowstone, & Cooke City.
Article By Andy Stern
Photos By Jordan Ingmire
Arriving in Cooke City this afternoon couldn’t have been more rewarding. Nick Ennen, Jeremy Dubs, Jordan Ingmire, and Forrest Burki squeezed in the R.V. – while Joe Bosler and I rallied my truck just behind. Accompanied by about 2 hours of sleep up at Stevens Pass, WA (trenchal downpour), we gassed up and took off on our 3:30 am departure towards The United States of Montana.
It was almost 8pm by the time we made it into Bozeman and met up with locals Shane Stalling and Nathan Murphey. We’re all running on minimum-function mode by this point – Dubs, Joe and I passed out cold, while Nick and Forrest took blast to the past and hit up the local college rager for a couple mellow keg stands to put ‘em out before the final leg of the drive.
To access Cooke City, you’ve got about 80 miles of Yellowstone National Park to drive through – it’s epic, always, but especially during the winter months. About six bald eagles, hundreds of bison, and a couple coyotes later, Cooke “City” (not a city) emerges in the near distance. Within a half hour, we had the sleds unloaded and were ripping tits deep into some of the sickest zones I’ve ever seen. Forrest and Nick got into some pillows for the few hours of light we had left, while Joe and I stacked up a jump to hit tomorrow morning. All in all, it was a damn good day.
Andy Stern poses in front of some fun pillows.
Forrest Burki GNU Dirty Pillow Slash.
Forrest Burki getting some steep snowboard lines.
Nick Ennen slash and drop, with a faceshot for dessert.




