My Uncle Scott introduced me to snow. I lived in California and had never really spent any significant time around it. Scott lived in Utah and worked at Alta ski resort. I think I was around 10 or 11 when my parents sent me to stay with him and his wife Marcia for a few days. They taught me to ski and I caught the bug. It was a pretty important crossroad in my life because it eventually led me to snowboarding, which led me to go to college in Utah and started me on the path for my career which involves a lot of filming in the snow.
My Uncle Scott passed away tonight from Pancreatic cancer. Thank you Scott and Marcia for pointing me in that direction.