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The Bec des Rosses is legendary for three simples reasons: it’s big, scary, and world-class.
It’s 40-60 degrees in steepness for 2,600 vertical feet and is littered with cliffs, dead ends, and mandatory airs.
On the Bec, you either wus-out and ski the dogleg (which still feels death-defying, especially before you get into the chute) or sure as hell better know exactly where you’re going.
If you take an air, plan on the landing being as steep as the take-off and for your speed to have done nothing but increased in the process.
What you really need to plan out on the Bec is where you’ll check your speed.
The Bec wants you go fast.
Too fast.
It wants you to miss a turn, lose your line; it wants send you off a cliff with nothing but rock in the landing.
The Bec is a serious mountain with mortal consequences and there’s no wonder why only the top 16 male skiers and top 7 male snowboarders from the Freeride World Tour are allowed to ride it from the summit.
Not everyone is invited to ride the Bec.
Only the best.
If you know you’re a strong freerider, meet your your Graceland: the Bec des Rosses.
Put me there, I’ll rip it a new one…and then paint you some nice pictures of it!!
TOP TIER haha Suck’Rs!!
I would like to give it a try someday. Might not be in the cards, but you can always hold onto your dream:)
First run I’d shake hands with the Bec and ski the dog leg. Second run I’d go lookers right. Third…some where between those two!
That is one burley line. Would like to think I would ski it but I’m not on top looking at it so I don’t know.
Gnarliest face I’ve ever ridden. Stupid steep. Seriously exposed. Rivers of slough. Sharky as an Oregon beach break. I know many many pro skiers that wouldn’t step foot on that face. It’s as gnarly as it goes.
This is definitely on the list
Saucer Boy could…