Kiroro day 2 in Japan and it was one of those “is this even real?” mornings—like, there’s ALMOST too much snow to ride. We scored basically a meter overnight with nothing in the forecast, and it turned into that classic Japan problem where it’s so deep you can barely move… but the stoke is so high you just keep powering through the fluffy greatness anyway. Chest-deep turns, face shots, and that full-on storm-day energy where every lap feels like you’re dropping into a pillow. In this one I link up with the man Gladis himself and we just chase the best lines we can find, trying to stay afloat in the deepest snow. The big takeaway: Japan doesn’t care about your forecast apps—when it hits, it HITS, and you’ve gotta be ready to rally. It’s a full dream-day recap with the vibe I came here for: storm chasing, unreal pow, and that “for the dream!!” kind of riding.