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This zipper is from a trip to the La Sals. I was in Moab to see a friend of mine who was promoting music at that time. It had been weeks since anybody had skied any real powder in Northern Utah, and we were blessed by a nice shot of moisture down south. How strange the way fate works.
This zipper is from a trip to the La Sals. I was in Moab to see a friend of mine who was promoting music at that time. It had been weeks since anybody had skied any real powder in Northern Utah, and we were blessed by a nice shot of moisture down south. How strange the way fate works.