Full results coming soon, but int the meantime check out the action from today's Superfinal.

Snowbird Superfinal Highlights

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Snowbird Semi Finals Highlights

Snowbird Qualifier Highlights

It seemed the gods were intent on ruining what
was billed as a monster of a final throw down. The venue lay inside a
thick blanket of cloud as the clock struck 10, the start time for the
big dance. With only 10 women and 34 men to ski the finals, and 10 men
and 3 women slated to ski in a Super Final the organisers, judges and
crowd were certain that there would be plenty of opportunity
throughout the day to run all the competitors.

The gods were keen to
test the spirits of everyone involved though, and sent in sporadic
periods of sunshine, followed by cloud and fog, followed by more
sporadic periods of light, followed by long periods of zero Vis- and
zero fun. The periods of light were short lived, opening up brief
windows of opportunity, many of which were closed before anyone could
even drop in.
The competitors were forced to wait up to an hour before being allowed
to complete their runs. When the skiers were able to drop, they
quickly showed why they are the very best on the planet. They killed
it, plain and simple.

By 3 o'clock barely half the field had had
their shot at glory. 3 o'clock was decision making time; call it a
day, bring em' back up on Sunday to finish it off OR try to run em'
before 4 o'clock and kibosh the Superfinal. At about 1 min past 3 the
skies broke in what seemed like a miracle. By this point no one was
keen on spending anymore time waiting and everyone was hoping to get
this thing over with so they could get to 3.2% beer waiting for them
at the afterparty.

Most gave up on the Super final and just wanted to
see a fair ending to a great comp. It looked like it was in the cards.
Not quite. At 3:45, only 2 competitors were left to run- the two
highest ranked skiers I should add. The ski gods played what we all
thought was an awful prank. Cloud raced up the canyon, straight past
the crowd, over the filmers and stopped dead over the venue.
There was a loud groan from everyone at the event. Thirst was growing
and we were so close to having a champion. 5 minutes went by,
nothing. 10 mins, nothing. And then came the dreaded radio dispatch
from patrol. It was over. Ski patrol wasn't going to allow anyone to
stay on the mountain past 4 o'clock. The stoke was not thick.

Everyone
headed down, not certain of what would happen now. What no one
realised was that the World Tour was being saved. The ski gods had
stepped in. The skiing was too good. They wanted a Super Final. A comp
of this quality deserved it’s fabled ending. And those wise old gods
knew something we didn’t. Super Sunday was going to be Bluebird.

When
it became official that a weather day would be used, a 20 man, 3 woman
Superfinal was declared. Everyone soon forgot about their plans to get
smashed on shitty beer, and became stoked again on the best thing in
freeskiing- the Superfinal. No one knew just how epic it was going to
be.

Superfinal Sunday

Bluebird, hot as hell, prime conditions for sunburnt noses and bad goggle tans.
The two competitors who missed the chance to run on Saturday had their
chance to make the Superfinal before it got underway. Skiing before
the Women's final, both men tore the course a new one and easily made
it into the big dance.

The top three ladies were welcomed back for the super final and a
chance to take top spot. The course was not what it was the day
before, but the fearless femmes fatale ripped the venue yet another
new one.

Then with diapers changed, seatbelts fastened, white knuckled hands clutching
nutritional beverages, the crowd waited in eager anticipation for the
Mens superfinal to begin.
With the sun blasting straight into the Iris's of the judges, fans and
camera lens focused, it made for a surreal stage to host the big event. The men came out of the gate like
mad kamikaze fighter planes, exploding off the start, streaking across
the terrain at unheard of speeds, leaving contrails of white
smoke that glistened in the sun. Some skied tech, some skied flat
out, and one even skied half a run at turbo speed with no poles.

Oh ya, I should mention the guy with no poles, was tele skier Nick DeVore,
my new hero. Nick decided he would shame the rest of the field by
skiing faster, harder, more fall line than most other guys who were
locked into their bindings. After launching a 40
footer, he abandoned his poles, and charged poleless, flawless tele turns down through the
bottom before straightlining like a man with no self respect over a
double drop. The very same drop that had already claimed fore-runner Rob Greener,
who folks, is no slouch on skis.

Sickbird of the day Josh Daiek, who I
had been warned felt more comfortable upside down and 20 feet off the
deck, than being upright on terra ferma, hucked the most high
speed, flawless back flip to piss stomp I have ever bore witness to.
It was his second of the run. He calmly hucked, landed hands by his
side, and straightlined to the bottom where 15 girls waited topless
for their new sickbird.

In the end it was the flying Hawaiien Drew Tabke and Aurelien Ducroz
from France who owned the show. Sitting 1 and 2 going into the
Superfinals, they were the last two men to drop in. It was awesome!
The control these two demonstrated was unbelievable. Tabke hucked a
Three then a backy. Ducroz skied so fast you could only follow is
dust cloud to know where he had been. He was down the
course in about 40 secs- a line that would take a expert skier at
least 3 mins.

These men and women aren't human.
When smoke the settled it was Jess McMillan atop the Womens podium,
"Chainsaw" Jane Somerville to her right and Tanya Christiansen on her
left.

The judges after reviewing tapes over and over could not decide
between Tabke and Ducroz and pronounced a tie for the title. Second place went to
another Frenchman and current holder of the World Tour title, Geurlien
Chicherit- who on a side note, also races Rally car for BMW, and was
competing here with a bummed neck after a hairy crash in the Paris-
Dakaar rally. That’s a whole other story though.
Congrats to the winners, props to everyone involved. This was value for money.
The video highlights will speak for themselves. Check them out.

Matt Westcott aka Dubs

Womens
Final Score
1- Jess McMillan Jackson Hole Wyoming 94.4
2- Jane Somerville Aspen/Snowmass 88.8
3- Tanya Christensen Crested Butte 85.4

Men Top 10

1- Drew Tabke Mauna Kea 119.6
1- Aurelien Ducroz Chamonix 119.6
3- Guerlain Chicherit Tignes 119.4
4- Craig Garbiel Kirkwood Cal. 117.4
5- John Witherspoon Jay Peak 113.4
6- Jack Nelson Alta 110.8
7- Matty Richard Whistler 110.2
8- Brady Smedsrud Red Lodge 109.4
9- Josh Daiek Kirkwood 108.8
10- Olivier Meynet Bellevaux 107.6