I ended up getting way lost and cruising off into the CLOSED area. And let me tell you this, when you ski into the closed area, you quickly come to realize why it is in fact the closed area.
I found myself standing on a tongue with death on either side and 100 or more feet of death below me.
It was definitely not on.
I had to hike out.
Zak skied a sick pad line and stomped all his features, but came unstuck and rag dolled in the crud in the bottom section of the venue.
Not the most ideal out come for a competition, but its great inspiration to STOMP THE HELL out of the Kirkwood comp.