Sour Steezle currently resides in the most beautiful corner of Colorado, a place where the beer flows like wine, and beautiful women instinctively flock like the salmon of Kapastrano. As you reach a higher elevation, both mentally and physically, you begin to understand the true beauty of this magnificent landscape. The very talented men and women of Sour Steezle are always down to get down. We love filming and we would love to film you if you got what it takes. So join the breathtaking times with Sour Steezle.

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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

The Japan Edit

Sour Steezle riders Justin, Andy and John-o enjoy an awesome day of champagne pow and epic white-rooms at Crested Butte.

The Japan Edit from John O'Rourke on Vimeo.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Tim Shreds On

Our dear friend, Timothy Riley was lost in a tragic snowmobile accident two years ago, December 5th 2008. He is never to be forgotten.


My Favorite Photo of Tim
Backcountry gate Snowmass

This abandon bridge was about a five-minute drive from our high school and on lunch breaks we would often go jump off of it. On this particular hot and calm day Tim heads to the very top for one more jump, 50 plus feet. Just our luck, a police officer rolls up and gets out and starts yelling DON’T JUMP. Tim calmly looks at the officer, sucks his index finger and causally puts his hand in the air and tests the wind. With no hesitation Tim throws and huge cork 5 and floats down river. I was viewing this from the other side of the river. The officer was flustered, he had no idea what to do. On the way back to school I pull over and Tim emerges from the tamarisk, hops in, and sure enough we make it back right as the first bell rings.


Slushy Face Shot
Summer Jib- looks like Bruce Lee on skis
Admiring the Halibuts
Pillow Lincoln loop
450 out
Tim Wins Limbo Night
Tim's almost finished crocheted hoodie
Tim getting high at Aspen Snowmass
mug shots

Tim was always so stoked to ski


Tim's First Jib ramp, he called it a PJM (Portable Jib Machine)
Tim and I loaded the ramp into the green machine (his pickup) and headed off on an urban mission. We were pumped, not to often does Grand Junction get enough snow to hit urbans. Wile driving we hear a noise, like one could imagine, a heavy 10ft tall ski ramp being lifted from the bed of a truck and forcefully exploding on the pavement. oops lesson learned

Tim dropping into the x-games course on this icy flat light day. No one else had the balls to fallow.


Shred the Eternal Pow