This now famous line is called The Morrison Hotel (not from Paul Morrison’s iconic shots that day, but from a mainstream Seth Morrison film segment years later), but it should have been named the Winter Hotel after this epic first descent. “It was a fall-you-die proposition,” says Winter. “I’ve never skied anything like it and never will again.” But rather than bitterly festering at the snub for all these years, Winter shrugs, viewing the line as just another notch in his well-worn belt of personal achievements.
Winter views himself as an artist, meticulously crafting new experiences. Typically, an artist possesses attention to detail, hyper-awareness of their surroundings, self-reflection, and a continual drive to broaden the horizons of others. All attributes that the 52-year-old Winter wholeheartedly applies to every pursuit. An experienced architect with a self-admitted aversion to social norms, the Whistler-based Winter has forged his path as he transitioned between professional skier, mountain biker and entrepreneur, depending on the season.