The touring collection began knowing the best turns and baddest features are always found out of bounds. When conditions line up, we want to take full advantage—not skip another lap because the legs can’t keep up or leave wondering how much better it *could* have been had we dragged out the heavy fat boards. We want our cake and we wanna eat it too, damnit.
Access to the best of what winter has to offer shouldn’t mean smoking your hip flexors or giving up that sweet widebody float to shave a few grams in the process. So for those of us without a heli out back or a private snowcat on a ten-thousand-acre ranch in BC, there’s the Wildcat Tour.
It’s simple really—book the Fatcat a quick redeye to LA, liposuction off [weight difference] per pair, and bam, you’ve got a ski that’ll keep up in the deepest of the deep and leave plenty of the gas in the tank when you decide to break trail for third helpings—then do it all again tomorrow.
Let’s be clear—this isn’t some irreparable science project in experimental composite engineering designed for one athlete to ski one line for a totally necessary skimo documentary. It’s a Moment and it’s tough—take it into whatever zone is hiding the goods amongst the sharks and don’t stress about not having a touring setup for tomorrow’s mission.