You guys who follow my website (thank you) may think I fell off the earth and died. I haven’t posted anything in like 6 months. It’s not that I haven’t done anything worth posting about, but someone got a little wrapped up this summer in life, love, trips and trials.
Something I did accomplish is getting some video footage of some of the stuff over the summer and a new inspiration to finally create a YouTube Channel.
My entire life friends have told me I basically need a reality TV show because the events in my life aren’t something you could even make up. Between the action sports, the love life (or lack of), the vacations and travel experiences and the day to day drama, the events are too good to be true. Also too entertaining to not document.
That being said, it’s probably in your best interest to subscribe to my new channel.
If you want some inspiration in your life, motivation or just pure entertainment you should click this link and start following.
Now that I’m back to life, you can also stay tuned for more updates on here.
Bring on the snow!
Thanks for following.
xo The Queen Of Fun
Well I finally caved in after a long season of not being able to ski and went in for ankle surgery round II.
Dr. Judd and I couldn’t find what was wrong based off an MRI and it wasn’t healing, so we took the first step of taking out the hardware. I thought the posterior tibial tendon may have been torn due to the location of constant pain and bruising. We investigated that while in surgery and thankfully the bone and tendon were strong. Thank you to my best friends Nick and Kate showing up for my surgery as always. Dr. Judd, best ever.
I think this was the most unproductive season I’ve ever had and it killed me. Don’t get me wrong, I had some killer days with the SagaFam and my good friend and ex-roommate Audrey out at Park City. More than anything I have to thank my sponsors for sticking by me through a rough season!
Within the first week of surgery I was back on a dirtbike and within week and a half post-op I was surfing behind the boat. I haven’t felt the same pain I did prior to surgery and the ankle is looking better each day.
I was in my first motocross race of the season exactly two weeks post-op. Never have I rode so well and I’m looking forward to a solid and safe summer.
TWO WEEKS POST-OP almost taking the holeshot.
I have more seat time and more races ahead of me. I head to Lake Mohave next week with my best friend for some boat time and getting dialed on my new Sixx Industries surfboards.
Thanks for all the support everyone. Stay healthy!
I’m not sure if it’s the lack of snow, or lack of me skiing that’s kept me from wanting to write about the season. Probably a combination of the two.
As most of you know or have read, I broke my ankle last June racing motocross. In my previous post about riding dirtbikes this past fall I was under the impression my ankle was healed. No pain riding or lifting weights and I was feeling fantastic!
That all changed when I went to opening weekend at PCMR with the Saga Outerwear Crew.
I figured if my ankle felt good in my motocross boots, it could only feel better in a stiffer ski boot. Apparently, I was wrong. I took a couple runs before noticing the extreme pain of my ankle. The next day I ran straight to Surefoot and the boys took care of me reforming my liners to fit my post-surgery ankle.
The new Surefoot liners helped, but didn’t solve the problem. The bruising increased, the pain increased as well as my frustration. Little did I know that this was how my season would go. 1-2 days on, 5-6 days off. My ankle is still bruised like crazy and I now have plantar faciitis.
As things have been getting better, I’ve been trying to at least get back in the game a little bit. Where I am now is where I thought I would be in December, and it’s the first week of March. I hate to admit this season has been such a wash for me, but I guess plenty of people sit out an entire season with blown knee’s etc. and I at least got some time on snow.
In the meantime, I decided to send my snowmobile WFO into a tree and that has been a fun $1600 in parts alone.
Thanks to them and Hillary Maybery Photography it’s looking pretty damn good don’t ya think?😉
Just in time for spring I suppose!
With not a lot of progress being made in ankle recovery, a second surgery is scheduled for April 3rd. We are going to remove the hardware that we think may be causing some of the problem.
Until then, I’ll be skiing a little, riding my dirtbike and getting ready for my first motocross race March 27th.
I wish my ankle felt as good skiing as it does riding dirtbikes… this was last weekend with Nick Carnes!
Things could always be worse! I’m alive, healthy-ish and always pushing.
HUGE THANKS TO MY SPONSORS for the continued support through one of the most frustrating seasons to date.
Anyone who’s been laid up for almost an entire season can identify with the frustration, misery and depression that comes along with it. On that same note, coming back made me love riding more than ever. Some of you know, this sport is still fairly new to me and I don’t think I’ll ever stop learning, getting quicker or more comfortable on a bike.
Someone told me that once I moved up to a 250F that his biggest fear was the day I would go down, because I would go down hard. He was right.
The first day back was on my YZ125 and I had never been so excited to swing a leg over my bike before. I sold my 250 this past summer to pay for hospital bills and figured I should take it mellow coming back. With doctor clearance I started riding every day I could this fall.
Much like my ski career, my new focus is just progressing my riding skills, getting comfortable on the bike again, getting faster and having more fun than anyone on the track. I may go back and do some races next year but for now, it’s projects like this!
Local photographer (and badass) Hillary Maybery contacted me with interest in shooting me on a bike. I was flattered as I’m not the most advanced rider in the world but was thrilled to be able to get some shots of myself back on a bike, doing what I love and working with a new photographer. She was looking to expand her portfolio and as she learned to shoot motocross, I learned to shut my damn mouth and just ride.
Saga Outerwear was nice enough to print my jerseys for me and Dragon Alliance got me some fresh NFX goggles for the shoot.
The first attempt at a photoshoot was rained out after two laps. We got some killer lifestyle shots out of it with the help of Hillary, her daughter and my best friend Kate on the lighting assistance.
You can’t say we didn’t try to ride… (one of my all time favorite photos)
I took two laps, you could say I got a little dirty!
We threw in the towel (literally) after that and planned a sunrise shoot for the following week!
We don’t have “real” tracks up here. Nothing prepped, groomed, watered or race ready. That’s why I’m best at riding dry hardback! We looked like the most committed local riders ever to show up to Croy at 6:45am unloading in the dark. I think we won the award for earliest unloading there, EVER.
It was freezing cold, the dirt was frozen and I trying to get warmed up riding in the dark.
Here is my only shot WITH a front brake. Haha!
Next lap I tipped over in a corner and lost the entire lever. The next hour of riding was challenging to say the least. Haha!
Very rare to find moisture on this track. We took full advantage of it, and the usage of a rear brake.
(no front brake photoshoot was a first)
And FINALLY someone is learning how to corner….on the gas!
I’m really bummed I missed the entire summer riding, so I recently made up for it buying a brand new RMZ 250 from Nick at Let’s Ride in Rupert, Idaho. (Don’t worry two smoke lovers, I’ve kept the 125 as well!)
The snow is now falling two weeks later, and a week after I just had my suspension dialed.
I know my man will be waiting for me when it melts! In the meantime, I’ll just try and look pretty sitting next to my bike.
Thanks for an amazing shoot Hillary Maybery and the help from Kate Metzger and Nick Carnes!
The support of my sponsors as always! Dragon Alliance, RMC Graphx, Asterisk, Virus, Skullcandy and Saga Outerwear.
If anyone is interested in purchasing or the usage of these photos please contact Hillary and check out her website http://www.hillarymaybery.com or email with questions at email@example.com
As you might have guessed by the title, my motocross season had been cut short. On Father’s Day June 15th, after only making it to one race this season, I ended my second summer racing motocross.
I can say leading up to this injury I was enjoying the sport more than ever, and really pushing myself. I started getting on my bike as soon as I could after the winter season. I spent a lot of my spring days split between morning skiing and afternoon moto’s. I packed as much seat time in as I could in those three months leading up to my injury.
I made it to one race this season in Preston, Idaho where I ended up in 4th place in the Women’s class.
You’d think after all my injuries I would have learned my lesson on pushing my limits, apparently not.
I was coming off 3 days of working without sleep, got a 2hr nap and drove at 3am that night to Boise to race the following morning at OMC. My Dad had planned to come with me to see me ride for the first time ever, and celebrate Father’s Day. I got a call that morning at 3am that he wasn’t going to come and support me, I was devastated.
I had a pretty emotional drive starting at 3:30am that day. By the time I got within 45 minutes of Boise I was hallucinating while driving due to lack of sleep. At this point, I still was fighting to race that same day.
It was a rough morning, and I decided I would just go into practice with an open mind. I was just going to see how I felt, and decide after practice If I would race. For any skiers or snowboarders, you know this is very similar to calling “last run”.
I was riding practice better than ever, and a little over my head. I was on a 250 I had bought from a friend that was fast as hell and I was pretty fired up emotionally. By the last lap I was pushing, hard. There was an infield double I decided last second I would go ahead and jump. Little did I know at that moment my handful of throttle would cost me $14,000.
I grabbed a big handful, and took the double to the face of the triple. (I was told the crash was very similar to Martin Davalos’s crash in SX.)
I then flew over the bars taking the bike with me which landed on my back. Bike then tossed me across the berm and into a large metal sprinkler with tires around it for protection while still breaking my helmet.
I spent a week 4 days getting waited on hand and foot by RB629 (thank you, thank you, thank you!!!) and went in for surgery a week later with Dr. Danny Judd AKA: Best Ortho Ever.
I’ve had more than my fair share of injuries and surgeries, this was my 5th surgery due to accidents.
I have never spent so many frustrating hours on the couch and crutches and can’t thank everyone enough who helped me get through these couple months following.
I can officially say that 3 months later and I’M BACKKKK.
I was non-weight bearing for a month and a half and spent the next month busting my ass in the gym every day to get where I am with my recovery. I’m not racing until next year but it feels so nice to swing my leg over a bike again. Even if it’s in 3rd gear most of the time right now, haha!
Huge thanks to everyone who helped me at the track that day, the weeks following, the outreach of all my friends and followers and my sponsors for the continued support. You guys helped me get through this when I couldn’t have been more frustrated and depressed.
Lets keep it on two wheels now eh?
Ohhhh hey there cyber world!
I was hoping to get this written more mid-season than 3/4 of the way through. I wanted to update everyone on my ski career and getting back on my feet.
Most of you know based off all of my posts that it’s been a few years since I competed. The previous two seasons I took A LOT of time off from skiing. Last year I helped launch an all-girls freeski team named She Shreds. That was the only thing last season that helped me find a love for the sport again. To be honest, I had never been the one to spend a lot of time with kids. Discovering the ability to really motivate the younger generation in a sport that I have been more passionate about than anything in my life was something is one of the greatest gifts. The majority of my days last season were spent coaching and I maybe had 10 days on my own. It was the least amount of days I had ever skied in a season.
This year I felt this spark going into the 2013-14 season. I am once again coaching my team but I finally felt like I wanted to push myself again. Since my head injury in 2010 I have had a hard time overcoming the fear of pushing myself on jumps. I think these past two years have allowed me to really want to push myself for me, and not because I’m trying to impress someone or end up on a podium.
The snow conditions have been anything but ideal this year so it truly gave me the opportunity to take it slow getting my feet wet in the park again.
I’ve had 4 photoshoots already this season which is 3 more than the previous year. We’ve been stacking banger shots all year and I couldn’t imagine having more fun while doing it. I don’t think I can remember having a smile on my face this much. I’m fortunate to have good friends of mine who are photographers. Both Kat and Max are new to the scene of shooting park skiing so it was really fun to work off each other with angles of the photos. Huge thanks to Kat Smith and Max Monahan for shooting with me so much this season. I look forward to some more shoots and a continued relationship!!
As some of you may have read, I did sustain a knee injury a couple weeks ago. As of right now it doesn’t look too serious and I’m getting back on my skis tomorrow to see how bad it truly is. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
This was the shot that that led to what I thought was a season ender. This is one of the coolest shots I’ve had in years. I will never say a shot is worth an injury, but I’m still stoked we nailed it
Cant thank all my friends, followers and sponsors enough for all the support!!
Fischer, Bern, Dragon Alliance, Saga Outerwear, Skullcandy and VIRUS.
I have been hesitant to write something so emotional and personal but I think it could really help a lot of people. As most of you know my posts consist of the sports I’m involved in, the adventures I’m going on and the events I’m part of. Finally I think I need to get a little more personal.
In the past year I have lost 5 friends, 3 of which were extremely close. One from a drug overdose, one by traumatic accident and the last one took his own life. I think there is a lot to be said for each of these reasons of death, none of which will ever make anything better or easier to accept. For me, death is death. No matter how the person died, it doesn’t change the fact that I won’t be able to pick up my phone and call them or see their smile again.
Like many of you, I had my childhood problems and struggled with depression. I became familiar with death and suicide at a young age. I don’t think death ever gets easier to accept even after everyone I’ve lost thus far. I can say that throughout losing friends I have grown to appreciate and cherish life even more. You never know what the day has in store. I don’t know why I am lucky enough to be alive today when people I have felt more worthy of life are now looking down on me. I have accepted that I will never have a definite answer to this but I can practice gratitude on a daily basis.
Ashley was one of my childhood best friends who battled drug addiction. I was one of the last friends still there for her and got to speak with her the week before she passed. This is one of the few people I can believe is truly in a better place right now. I miss you so much ANP but your daily struggle was heartbreaking.
Stephen had been my older brother figure my entire life. He had been there for me through all of my struggles and his family had taken me in when I had no where else to go. Much like other friends of mine he went through a lot, but I never turned my back on him. I supported him in any decision he made until the day he was taken from us. Stephen had the biggest heart and would support me right or wrong.
I think what has hit the hardest recently was the death of a close friend in the motocross family. I didn’t know Lane for a long time, but in the short time I did, we became very close friends. I believe we had a very deep connection and there was nothing but smiles, fun times and deep conversations about life. I loved the flirtatious relationship between Lane and myself because he was 6 years younger than me and we always got to joke about the day he turned 18 and could finally take me on a date. His birthday happened to be the day after mine and I think he asked me on a date 3 times in the next month that he lived. I saw Lane in the last week of his life and he made a point to let me know “he’s been eying me for a while and was finally 18” with the biggest enthusiastic smile on his face. A few days later I spoke with him and he challenged me to hang out with him as soon as I returned from my trip to Utah that week. The morning following my arrival in Utah I was informed that Lane had taken his own life the night prior. I was in such disbelief I couldn’t even begin to put the pieces together.
Anyone who knew Lane would agree that this was the most unexpected event possible. Lane was always smiling, involved in too many sports to name (including motocross where we began our friendship), had just gotten accepted into The University of Oregon and was currently the student body vice president at Wood River High School. The most important part to take away from this is knowing that even trying a drug once to experience some type of euphoria, may easily have the opposite effect soon after. It’s not worth the risk for a temporary feeling of ecstasy when the depletion of a drug can be life threatening. I have gone through the most radical grieving process over this past week and know it’s far from over. I miss you so much Lane, you will never know the impression you left on your family and friends.
I truly believe I have never appreciated life more than I do right now. Things aren’t ideal in any aspect but I have the opportunity to face life today and continually work towards a happy and healthy life. I know I could unexpectedly get hit by a bus tomorrow and never be able to do anything I love again or even worse, not live through it. I must remind myself to live one day at a time. Projecting the future has never seemed to turn out as expected. I know my friends who have now passed are looking down and proud of me and many others for pushing through our hard times. When I begin to feel fear or self pity, I immediately find a way to get out of myself. I like to look for a way to be of service to others. If there is one piece of advice I can give to anyone who’s having a hard time, it’s just that.
I will cherish every friendship, every photo and every interaction with people I have met along the way. Everyone I meet or talk to becomes a part of my life one way or another. By living 24hrs at a time, you can only imagine what a big role YOU may play in my life. Even taking the time to read this, and maybe reconsider your view of life just for today means a lot to me. As I pour my heart out in this post (at 3:32am) I want to thank everyone for being there for myself and many others.
We have many angels today, and there will be more to come. Reach out when you need help, it may save your life or someone else’s.
So this past summer had been a little busy to say the least. For a lot of positive reasons, I’ve been slacking on the website updates. With work slowing down and my new sport coming to a season’s end I finally have time to re-engage in the world wide web!
Dirtbikes, a love I discovered in high school. I was 16 years old and a couple of my friends had bikes. Sun Valley is not a motocross town, it’s a ski town, so it isn’t unheard of to start this sport a little later in life. I spent my entire childhood focused on my ski career. There was never time to branch out and do anything else besides ski, and train for skiing. Even my summers were spent chasing snow.
I had always loved the idea that one day I could race motocross, but I had no idea where to start. We have a couple tracks out in the mountains but nothing like what you’ll find when you pull up to a prepped motocross track. I rode for 2 summers in high school where I fell in love with this new sport. Skiing was still #1 so when I started competing on the pro circuit and living in park city, I couldn’t afford rent the bike was out.
In 2012 I found myself pretty established while settled in back in Sun Valley and felt like it was time to buy a bike again. Overnight I made an impulse decision and I drove to Rexburg, Idaho the following morning and picked up a brand new KX100. Everyone told me I should have gotten a bigger bike, but 6 years later with only 2 years of experience I really needed baby steps. Needless to say I quickly discovered it was not enough bike for me.
This last March I decided to take things a little more seriously and I purchased a 2013 YZ 125. The passion truly began here.
I am going to go ahead and thank Ryan Dean (amongst many others) who spent 10 years of his life teaching me how to ski race. Based upon my suscuess within the sport I trusted him when he told me to get my a** to motocross races with him for the summer. He helped me pick out the bike and has encouraged me every day. The debate between that and the 250 was pretty heavy but I’m having so much fun on my bike, I see why they thought it would be perfect for me. Anyone who is familiar with bikes knows how much lighter, easier to work on, inexpensive and what a killer time a 125 is. I honestly wasn’t ready for the weight or skill of riding a 250. I quickly found out that as much fun as a 125 is, it’s pretty technical to be fast on!
With the encouragement of many, I signed up for my first race that following month. I went into it with the goal of finishing the race and having a killer time, and that was exactly what I did. I may have tipped the bike over every single lap, but with a smile on my face every time. There were people like Zack Lowry watching from the side and running out to help me pick up my bike every lap! haha
I can’t express how quickly I was welcomed into this new moto family at the track. It was something I had never experienced in competitive sports growing up and based off that, I continued to race the remainder of the summer.
With each day on my bike I got more comfortable. With each race I gained more experience and set new goals. It went from finishing the race, to not crashing every single lap, to not crashing at all, and finally being competitive enough to be beating some of the girls out of the gate to the first corner. I pushed myself to always switch up my lines each lap between inside and outside lines in corners.
With the snow falling and resorts open this season I’m now obsessing about more seat time. I hope to take this same feeling back on the track again this spring. Maybe even before then!
For my first year I ended up 7th/36 for the overall RMX North Series Races. I look forward to next season and becoming more competitive each race.
To my sponsors: RMC Graphx, Dragon Alliance, Skullcandy and Vitalire Clothing:
To all the people who swept my gate, gave me feedback, picked up my bike, pressure washed the mud off in-between motos and picked me up on the side of the road with my bike when my truck broke down, and much much more, I thank you.
I’ve envisioned this program since I was 17 years old. Growing up in Sun Valley we didn’t have a terrain park or halfpipe. We would write letters to the company begging for just a couple rails to hit… no dice. It wasn’t until I was in my final high school years that they began to add small jibs and a half pipe. At that point, your options for a freeskiing team was the SVSEF freestyle mogul team or alpine racing. No coaches with park or pipe experience were to be found in the small town of Ketchum.
This being my first year not competing, I was commited to helping bring to the resort what lacked throughout my entire teenage years.
With the help of Sun Valley Snowsports School and The Sun Valley Freeride Team I was able to launch a program called She Shreds.
She Shreds is a non competitive all girls freeskiing team. I teach the girls the importance of an alpine background with the addition of park, pipe and big mountain skiing. Removing the pressure of competition allows the girls to work on their tricks without overly pushing themselves just to produce podium results.
She Shreds will be skiing every Saturday morning from 9am-12:30pm. Most days will be spent on Baldy with a few sessions focused on park and pipe at Dollar.
Below is a video from the first two weeks of She Shreds.
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If you have ever heard someone refer to “burning the candle at both ends” that is the story here. But I’ll tell you what……. SO WORTH IT!
I got a last minute invite to come out to the UOP (Utah Olympic Park) to jump with, and help coach a camp put on by SheJumps. SheJumps is an organization which helps women network and push eachother in outdoor activities.
I literally jumped on the opportunity to be a part of this. With not much time to plan ahead here was the insane sched. I had going….
12am- Get off work
12:30am- start to pack, realizing my skis are at my dads house
12.40am- Pick up skis
1:30am- Finish Packing
3:30am: Leave for Utah
6:30am: Arrive in Utah
6:46am: Give in and get a Redbull after having had 2 cups of coffee prior
8am: Realize it may have been cheaper to fly to Utah…
9:15am- Arrive at water ramps
9:30am- Start by working on the basics at the trampolines
SheJump’s Own Vanessa Pierce displays a nice backflip!
Myself working on some flat 5’s
Then we took our tramp tricks to the water…
I spent the entire morning jumping, while the girls got comfortable on the smaller ramp. I planned to jump the following day with PC FREE so I chose to spend the afternoon up top helping coach the girls.
I believe this is Vanessa taking her backflip from the trampoline to the water
And then came the rain…
Unfortunately, we had to quit jumping due to the rain and thunder but we made sure to finish off the day with some hulahooping.
One of the biggest reasons I’m in the sport is to help share my experience with others. More than anything, I love watchig other women commit and push themselves athletically. I was so impressed with all the girls this weekend. HUGE thanks to She Jumps and Fly for putting this camp on. Stay tuned on my facebook page for the next camp!
Now it’s my turn to push it!
I figured while I was in town for the shejumps camp I would spend an extra day ramping with PC FREE. I’ve trained with Mick Berry and Park City Freestyle every summer since I’ve been in this sport. They are hands down the best team I’ve worked with and Mick continues to push and encourage me everytime we work together.
I didn’t have enough time to learn a ton of new tricks but I wanted to get the ones I have cleaned up and comfortable again. I spent the afternoon with them working on my rodeo’s and both direction spins. I did spend a good amount of time working on some shifty 5’s and switch 5’s.
With Mick yelling at me about patience I got my flat 3’s on the tramp looking and feeling better than ever!
We were a little unprepared with the video set up but I did manage to get a shot of one rodeo via iPhone. Please excuse the quality on this one…
I’ll be back sooner than later to work on some new tricks with PC FREE for next season. I’ll be sure to make an edit on this next trip.
Monday morning came quick and it was time to head back to Sun Valley.
I made a quick stop at the SKULLCANDY HQ. I’m stoked to say I’ll be on the Skullcandy Am Team for the 2012-2013 season. Next year’s product is SOOOO SICK. Thanks to Rob Layer and the Skullcandy Crew.
The Trip would not be complete without something going wrong though.
The passenger rear window in my truck may have been masking taped on for this trip. I was feeling confident after the 90mph drive there and the rain storm that it survived through.
I made it until 4 miles out of Snowville on the way home when i started hearing a whole lot of wind start pouring into my car. I had enough time to take a picture of my window falling off my truck…but not quite enough time to stop. Right after I GTS, the window set sail to the interstate….and shattered. Laughing my ass off I didn’t even look back, and I kept driving. It was bound to happen. Farewell window!
I’ve lagged on blogging for months so this HUGE post makes up for it. If you’ve read all the way to here i’m super impressed and I thank you! Please subscribe to my blog if you’re interested in all the chaos of my life.