julian carr

Photo: Scott Markewitz


Damn Billy! Sending it in South America. Photo: Adam Clark

I have that yellow beacon Billy has on, it reminds me of him. It’s on my shelf in my room.

That’s rowdy! Photo: Mongoose

Rachael Burks and the Bengal Tiger. Scrunching it.

Billy enjoying the “shelf” at Blackcomb, BC Photo: Goose

Bengal Tiger yawning.

Billy and I about to scarf a pickled egg at Bar-X. Yummy.

Billy and my mom, Leslie Carr, chatting it up. She says, “so I saw you go big in that last issue of POWDER?”, he replies, “yeah, that’s what I do, I’m good”. Ha, just kidding. We were just kicking back listening to music at an outdoor bar.

Billy Poole. Hard as nails.

Me, Billy, and his mom Phyllis.

Billy, all of us, enjoying a good dinner in South America. I think we were at a winery this night. Going to Ski Arpa the next day, a small cat skiing operation in the Andes. Look at that goggle tan!


Billy and I sending it at the same time at Jackson Hole. It was both of our first times there. He’s in the dark red coat/white pants on the right, I’m on the left. I remember that exact moment in my head. We had such a great time on this trip. Still need to get back to Jackson…

Billy making it look pretty in Las Lenas Argentina. He is a legend down there. Everyone knows and reveres Beeeeely.

Billy Poole, shit yeah buddy. Photo: Mongoose

Salut Billy. One of a kind. Til next time amigo.