TECNICA BLIZZARD'S NEED TO GET OUT CONTEST

I sit in a dungon taking care of our wounded warriors all day.I love the fact that I work with heroes all day.But I really could use a face shot of powder to recharge the battery of life.Short and sweet.

Upon graduating from college I was faced with the decision to either embark on an epic ski bumming adventure or land a 'real' job, by my parents’ definition, working in the field area of my bachelor's degree. For the past 2 years I have been working as a laboratory technician for Massachusetts General Hospital administering genetic testing for patients who have either been diagnosed with a genetic condition or are searching for more information about their genetic make-up. Now don’t get me wrong, the work that I do is at the forefront of medicine and is inherently rewarding in that my findings help diagnose and treat patients with life-altering conditions. However, I have come to learn that all jobs have their setbacks and sometimes we all just need a little rescuing, even if just for a long weekend! I often escape to la-la land where I ski down the face of high peaks bottoming out my run in the trees, taking endless powder shots to the face. Whether it’s making top to bottom runs with my Dad, racing on a bullet-proof course, or coaching tomorrow’s skiers, skiing rescues me from the trials and tribulations of the 40 hour work week.

Upon graduating from college I was faced with the decision to either embark on an epic ski bumming adventure or land a 'real' job, by my parents’ definition, working in the field area of my bachelor's degree. For the past 2 years I have been working as a laboratory technician for Massachusetts General Hospital administering genetic testing for patients who have either been diagnosed with a genetic condition or are searching for more information about their genetic make-up. Now don’t get me wrong, the work that I do is at the forefront of medicine and is inherently rewarding in that my findings help diagnose and treat patients with life-altering conditions. However, I have come to learn that all jobs have their setbacks and sometimes we all just need a little rescuing, even if just for a long weekend! I often escape to la-la land where I ski down the face of high peaks bottoming out my run in the trees, taking endless powder shots to the face. Whether it’s making top to bottom runs with my Dad, racing on a bullet-proof course, or coaching tomorrow’s skiers, skiing rescues me from the trials and tribulations of the 40 hour work week.

All my friends are joeys and spend the whole day in the bar. I go to big for east coast mountains and need some new terrain... SAVE ME

I need powder. I just graduated college to move out and snowboard in Colorado, however, the only snowboarding I've been doing is riding on hard pack. You guys need to get me out to someplace where I can make some fresh turns in some soft snow. That is all.

Because I'm way over 18 and I don't have that many more good ski years left . My friends and myself recently took different jobs which cut my ski days in half....blah blah blah....love to ski

I was talking to my Blizzard Titan Argus, you know the original ones with the white topskin and the orange sidewalls, the other day. She was telling me how with the dry snow conditions in the Rockies and how she was getting up their in years, it has been getting downright lonely. With the lack of attention I was giving her because the pow just has not been dropping much this year, I felt sorry for her dilemma. I see this solution here at the TGR, getting her together with some of her new brethren, Blizzards at Monarch Snowcat skiing. What better way to reinvigorate this relationship then taking her on a ski trip to somewhere we've never been to ski some terrain away from the hustle and bustle of busy ski resorts. She, my "Blizzard Titan Argus" has been the best relationship I've ever had on the ski hill and gosh does she deserve some payback for treating me right for so many turns over so many years. So here's hoping that you will make this come true for us.

If I were to give a reason why Tecnica Blizzard should save me and my friend it would go as follows. The desk behind which I work is a desolate lonely place where few are able to survive and no one thrives. Only the most hardened adventure, as myself and friend included, are able to venture in and survive such intense conditions. This is only possible for one reason. It is the pure awesome shredding of extreme powder that goes on every Saturday. This long-lasting tradition has given us strong determination to struggle through the weekdays and survive on. If forced to live in a cruel hell where this didn’t exist I would surely be six feet under before the mornings end. Also to make matters worse the lack of snow during 2011-2012 season has been massively disappointing to myself and friend included. This in turn draws us ever closer to a flat line pulse. If chosen you would surely be saving the lives of two adrenaline seeking young men. So please extend an arm of merciful assistance, and give us the hope to last another week. –Jason Morris

I spend my days and nights in small concrete cubicles trying to keep myself and my officers safe all the while dreaming about skiing. I live for the days off when I can get to the mountains and leave the ugliness of what we deal with behind. There is a peace and tranquility to skiing powder that is my escape. I have a seven year old daughter that is learning to love skiing as much as I do. I have devoted much of the last two seasons to teaching her. Financially it has been a tough couple of years and the yearly ski trip with the guys has gone away. I would love the opportunity to travel somewhere new and ski. Thank you for your consideration.

I want to win this contest because i want my dad to get a chance to do what he loves most. You see, my dad sacrificed everything to allow me to live the dream life. SKi Racing is my passion and my dad somehow found a way to get me to my dream school in Steamboat Springs Colorado to race. I could not be a luckier daughter. My dad gave up everything he had to send me on this journey and i want him to go on this ski trip more than anything. If i had the money myself, i would do it in a minute. Currently, my dad is working over 8 hours a week almost 7 days a week to take care of me, my grandparents my older brother in New Hampshire. Hundreds of miles away from seeing his daughter live her dream. I just want my dad and i to be able to do what we love most. SKi. My dad is the best skier i know and seems to be able to so everything from carving down east coast ice to heliskiing in British Columbia to telly'ing. I honestly look up to him more than anyone. It kills me to see him stuck in his office, never touching his equipment and all i want is to see him with the big grin as he shreds through powder and rips down groomers. Please, even if you only send him, let me see my dad truly happy once again and living his dream like i live mine. The picture is of my father skiing 3 years ago, and is one of my favorite picture of him.

I need to be rescued from the hell that is Afghanistan, i get to fly around some of the sickest mountains in the world covered in fresh, but i only get to look, my planks are at home in the corner colecting dust.Even if i had my skis i would prob get shot at trying, but in good Apocalypse Now fashion, Taliban don't SKI so maybe i should just take the risk a go for it, please save me a cat ski trip would be the best reason to blow this peanut stand and come back to the states to rip so goods with my bro and the tech blizz crew.

Last January on the morning of the first day of my season, I tore an ACL. I ended up missing my annual guys ski trip (which they cancelled in my ACL’s honor) and the most epic season ever. For the last 12 months I've been cooped up in my office in NYC stuck working on a project to try and sell the company I work for while going to grad school at night! My boss doesn’t tell me a damn thing about the project, just gives me more work to do. My buddy Jay more or less taught me everything I know about skiing over the last 10 years. He works at the NBA and had the extreme pleasure of spending the last year working night and day on the labor dispute between the NBA and players association. Desk jobs blow and we desperately need some face shots of the powder variety (the legal kind of course). A day of cat skiing with Tech Blizz would totally be the cure to our desk job blues and fill the our ski deprived souls…

Let's be honest, it's been a rough year for me. I now have two (2!) sets of adorable twin girls that I love fiercely but they take up a huge amount of my time and money. It has been a warm and dry winter in the Arizona desert and I desperately need to escape to cooler and wetter climes. Please take pitty on me and whisk me and a friend away for a much needed break. The included picture sums up my pathetic winter thus far. Make it better!

My happiest memories as a child involved skiing, it’s in my soul. When my grandfather taught me how to ski, I would spend the night at his house the night before going, I remember never being able to fall asleep, still cant 30 years later! I fell in love with skiing, the smell of snow in the air, hearing the snow crunch under foot while walking to the lift, and the excitement of a quiet run down the mountain. Skiing was my escape from life’s troubles. I always dreamed becoming a pro skier; however, the path of life had a different plan for me. I joined the Army in 1992, and had spent 18 years skiing only once a year, and due to my duties outside of America, not always every year. Last year I was graced with the opportunity to be stationed in Colorado, and have been trying to get back all the days I have missed. This year’s plan was to ski a lot prior to another Deployment to Afghanistan, and this would have helped make it great, unfortunately, I may leave prior to the trip. If I had won, it would’ve been the perfect rescue from work!

I recently took a job in Austin, TX doing Enterprise Cloud Solution Sales at VMware. Cool gig, cooler industry. That being said, I talk about the 'cloud' all day which only mocks the desire to be up in them. For all the live music, great culture and booze cannot replace the solitude of being perched atop the mountain with only the quiet of white and the beauty of the bluebird. My brother just moved from ATX to L.A. for his starving artist pilgrimage. He is working 6 a week just to cover cost of living. We grew up on the hill and wherever we call home, we always meet up in the Rockies to shred on the twigs and embrace our brotherhood. Barring a miracle or the good folks at TGR/Tecnica, that rite of passage will be denied this year. He is normally our photographer for the trip so it would be truly incredible for us to both just rip without a care in the world, if only for a weekend. Take us away my friend, put us back where we belong, where we long to be. See his photo of me attached; please make it reality again.

Hello, I would sincerely appreciate if you helped rescue me. You see. I am addicted to white powder... however, I live in Phoenix arizona. Every single weekend I make a 5hr round trip drive to ride ice in Flagstaff, Az, or the 10hr round trip day-drive to Big bear to ride with a bunch of druggies from Los Angeles. I do not want your pity, the children and wildlife in north Africa need that much more, (please donate to NRDC, childrens charity or other), would just really love to shred some pow, instead of dirt. thanks. :) Love you.

Why do I deserve to be rescued? Because I recently had the worst ski experience ever. Skiing is a part of my life that I love, yet has taken a backseat to life for the past 6 years. Growing up north of Boston, our family spent every weekend in North Conway, NH. Since then I have tried to do anything I can to squeeze in weekends. But the past 6 years, my graduate degree and now my professions has severely limited my skiing. Now as a college professor, in Virginia, formally Missouri, I have little access skiing, so as an attempt to get good skiing days in, this January I spent 10 days "skiing" in Lake Tahoe. What a wasted experience. No skiing whatsoever. I could not believe how terrible the conditions. Some mountains had less than 5 trials open and not one mountain had more than 30 trails. I could have stayed in New England and had more trail access. After this experience, my ski season has been completely ruined, mostly due to not being able to afford to do the skiing I want. Rescue me and save my ski season.

10-13 hour workdays. I've been enduring a government audit (aka "anal probe") at work that started on January 3rd and is maybe 3/4 complete as of today. Need I say more?

After my under-biting, mono-toning, muffin-munching, russian-speaking, NSFA (Not Safe For Anywhere) boss lady turns her flabby hips I secretly watch Behind the Line and Further episodes while she assumes i am completing my SATA reports - which entail nothing more than gibberish about the accounting departments latest (not) achievements. HELP!! PS, she deleted my entire hard drive of saved TGR vids... and my stealth photos of her hoarding muffins in the lunch room...

Reasons i should win is because i have never won anything and i am one of the old school crushers from Alta,Utah who has a reputation as one of the strongest most technical skiers in my day. U could say i have hade a re birth to skiing after 12 yrs away raising a family.I love my 185 Cochise skiis and what new nechnology has done for the sport.Resort skiing and touring is like a whole new world on my Blizzard skiis!! I am the 9 to 5 guy who would absolutly appreciate every minute of this gift if chosen? I also have a great sense of humor and a ton of positive NRG to bring to the table!!!

Because God screwed us over by making us be born on the east coast and in virginia.....where there is no such thing as cat skiing. Yet somehow I have been snowboarding most of my life....I get to board once a year if I am lucky and sometimes that "one time" means strapping my board on and riding down a small hill and hitting a jump that I build in the 4 inches of snow that I was able to pile together. If i do want to go somewhere really good it means packing up and traveling cross country to find the fresh pow but Hey thats what its all about. PLEASE SAVE OUR SEASON BEFORE ITS TOO LATE. Plus I board and my friend skis so were like breaking down barriers and shit. Skies and Urchins riding together!

I'm 44 years old and have been skiing since I was 3....grew up as a ski patrol brat with parents that used our mountain (Mt. Spokane, Wa) as their personal day care center. I was on the patrol for 5 years then worked in ski shops to fuel my addiction...several in Spokane, one in Sun Valley, and one in Pendleton, Or. My wife and I had our son 14 years ago and I started working with Autistic kids for a company in Spokane, Wa....I take them camping and fishing in the summer and a little in the spring and fall then graveyard shifts in the winter (again, to fuel my addiction). I've been doing this for 14 years and I've seen about everything you can imagine in that kind of environment. Damn straight...I need a break!!! P.S. Don't let the age fool ya into thinking you can keep up. ;-)

I gave up the my home of 18 years in the Rocky Mountains for a college education in Boston. All they have out here is ice, hills and bad drivers. They can't ski bumps and think Tuckermans Ravine is steep. The only reason people own ski jackets is so they can stay warm between frat parties. In the city, snow means traffic, ugly boots and grey slush. I am the only one who runs out side when it snows, and the only one who pouts when it is sunny in January. Rescue me, because where I come from, snow is a good thing.

I was planning on ski bumming in the west but since nature has other ides (and blessed Denver) with 2 feet of snow the most I get is urban skinnning. I'm stuck in a house with four women and could use a break. If I win, I'd trade beer and bring my own skis. Plus, you'd save on airfare.

Hi, I’m Stephen Weavil I am a full time student, a full time French Swiss Ski Instructor under Jim Cotrell, and a certified ski technician in the Appalachian Ski Mountain Rental Shop at App Ski Mtn. located in South Eastern, United States. Just like ever one else this winter we have been starved for snow and cold temperatures. The only snow I have skied on this year is manmade blown snow. Hats off to our awesome snow making crew and our Mountains ample snow making capabilities, but honestly the man made stuff just doesn’t cut it. I am in desperate need for real and deeper snow, and can definitely use a break from classes. Also as a Rec. Management Major with a concentration in skiing, this would be a great experience, and something I can look back on for years to come. Please choose me! Thank you Stephen Weavil