Powder

Every time I open an issue of Powder, the full-page photography immediately slaps me starry-eyed and twitching from my dull, nearly snowless existence into a world of stunning, winter-bejeweled mountains.

Powder's writing is excellent; combining irreverent fun with a reverence for all things (and all people) snow addicted. This magazine does not take itself too seriously, frequently including bizarre and wildly entertaining letters to the editor complete with Average Joe's often wacky artwork.

I will also praise Powder for something it doesn't do. It does not desecrate its content with articles that read "57 Pickup Lines for the Lift!" or "10 Ski Towns You Could Ruin By Moving To Now!"

Is Powder perfect? Nope. Someone needs to pass along that their font size is so small that it may actually be classified with a negative number. While often jokingly referred to as ski porn, there are a few of us who buy Powder for the articles. Really!

So when the real stuff is not around, try Powder magazine. It may just pull you through.

What can I say about Powder Mag. Its awesome. Don't waste your time on Ski or Skiing. That is unless you want to plan on how to build your multi-million ski cabin at Jackson Hole or plan your vacation to Aspen. Nothing touches Powder with respect to capturing the heart and soul of the powder hound. The photographs are glossy and magnificent and the stories span topics from skining across Patagonia to skiing in Lebanon to paying tribute to pioneers of the skiing community who helped build the sport.

This publication has helped feed my need for the mountains even when I found myself living in flat places over the years. The writing is superb and totally written from a perspective of someone who loves the sport not the LIFESTYLE of living in Vail or Tahoe. All sports specific publications should be this good. Get it now!