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Chugach
Posted by Andy Wyatt on 4/02/09
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My girlfriend’s dad might be the most generous person I know. Last year he took me heli-skiing in Alaska’s Chugach Mountains where we skied untouched, bottomless powder on any face of any peak we wanted, some of which had never seen a descent before ours. I struggled for almost a year, and I was sure I would never find a gift that would do justice to such an experience. Then I was confronted by Storybrush’s oil paintings.
I gave my girlfriend’s dad an amazing painting of a picture from Alaska, which now hangs centrally in his house in Jackson Hole. As a thank you for making every skier’s fantasies my reality, it is no small statement to say that the painting I gave my girlfriend’s father was more than sufficient. In fact, he liked it so much that I got invited to go back again this year. The only problem, if I could call it that, is that I just got back two days ago from our second trip, and I don’t know what I can get him this time.
 
   
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