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Fire drills and slow-roasting. This is what making ski-movies is all about. You'd think that after all the snow storms and cloudy days of winter you could just roll into late-spring Mammoth and throw up a pipe and get a bunch of shots in the can in a day or so. Not exactly so.

If it's not one thing, it's another. Clouds, storms, rain, high-winds. Out of the five days of potential shooting, most went like this: up at 7am and out the door by 8am. Rally to the parking lot. See every flag in the place straight sideways like it was starched that way. Pull out the cameras and get shots of Simon pretending to unload to go ski...like four times in a row. Load back up for real, go get breakfast for two hours. Go play some basketball. Nap in the afternoon. You get the picture.

But, as you can see from the second Mammoth gallery, when it's on, it's on.