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	<title>Comments on: Swift.Silent.Deep Prints</title>
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		<title>By: the adventure life &#124; The (Almost) Complete Story of the Jackson Hole Air Force</title>
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		<description>[...] Four of us take our turns dropping into one that ends with a sweeping righthander, and then we make our down canyon, to the right, traversing while we descend, an angled roller coaster across gully, ridge, gully, and then we fall-line it into a broad avalanche chute, a shallow pipe that seems to run forever, one of the original Air Force couloirs. Three skiers are plowing through thick powder that metamorphs into creamy cheese on the lower third, but out of the original twenty, that’s it. The rest are nowhere to be seen. Then we hit the bottom, cross the creek bed, and there they are: A group of ten, with more coming out of the woods every second. They come from practically every direction, at all speeds, some silent, some swift, some deep, and then they’re all back together, laughing, joking, there at the bottom of the canyon they pioneered.  Photos are from Focus Productions. These and other images from the Swift Silent Deep era are available for purchase as prints here. [...]</description>
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