I woke up the next morning to a perfect day. I yanked the curtains open, and the rest of the boys were quick to rise. After a quick maple bar and a quick chat with our contact at Timberline, we were on the snow again with a hint of fresh snow and a warm blue-sky overhead. We had met up with Christopher Laws, the Niftytricks snowboard team manager and our guide on the mountain.    After an hour of warming up all over the mountain, it was time to start making movies. An hour later, we had four cameras at key positions on the largest tabletop in Timberline’s
	awesome park. A round of Red Bull was pounded and it was go time.     With a one-chip Digital Panasonic filming the landing, a three-chip Sony on the takeoff and another three-chip Sony to do the
follow cam, we were ready. The fourth camera was a digital still positioned right in the middle of the tabletop.     The tabletop was the last one in the park and situated right near the start of the high-speed quad. Chris and Matt alternated showing the Oregon crowd that Montana has some awesome riders. After each hit a short round of applause would erupt from the chair lift as well as from the spectators that had started to gather.

		Chris’s huge 720 iron cross’s captured the audience only until Matt lest loose his enormous back side rodeo fives and then sevens. Between Chris and Matt, a few
			locals stepped up to the hit and showed us Montana boys that Oregon knows its stuff, as well.
After one local didn’t quite finish his spin and came down hard, the game was over. Ski patrol closed us down and we moved on. A few quick hikes on the upper tabletops and the stoke was turned towards Timberline's impressive array of rails that made up the last third of their park.

    From double bar straights to kinks, mailboxes and rainbows they were all there. Once again Matt’s awesome slides where instantly followed by Chris pushing the envelope. Time after time, they rode away with perfect style and grace. Spins into the rails, spins out, gaps over and tail slides -- these guys were on.
    As the shadows grew longer, we finally ran out of rails. Everyone was grinning from ear to ear, stoked to have just been part of an incredible day in an incredible park. The last shot we wanted was one from the lift over the last tabletop. With me in front and Nate one chair back, we got prepared to capture the moment.

    At the given signal Matt dropped in. Right away I saw that it was going to be big. I held the camera tight and tried not to let the bounce of the chair screw up my shot. It wasn’t until later that I saw the footage, a huge corked 540 from Matt only to be followed up by Chris’s tweaked out and even bigger 540 Iron cross. It was the perfect shot to end a perfect day.
    The next day we woke up to new rain and gloomy skies. So we closed the drapes and slept an hour more but that didn’t help. The weather was crappy and everyone was sore from the huck fest a day before.
    It was a quick decision from there to leave a day early. There was no way that we could have as good a day as the previous one. We piled back into the cars and made our way home. The long ride home was mostly quiet and the mood somber as we all reflected back on the perfect day at Mt. Hood.

- Jesse Lakes