I had no idea what to expect on my way to the Patch Match near Mountain High, just outside of Los Angeles, CA. My only choice, though, was to be optimistic. After all, hiking 2.7 miles up a closed highway would have been pointless without the allure of summer shredding around the corner. The signs were posted along the side of the road, promising one last front board, one last tailblock, one last jump. Soon enough, it actually was around the corner, a true oasis of snow looking over the high desert.