[leadin]I’m strapped into my snowboard and I just watched three members of my heli-skiing group descend fresh lines, laughing all the way, one at a time, mirroring each others’ turns.[/leadin]

I’ve learned there’s an important rule in heli-skiing: “Pigs eat, hogs get slaughtered.” (Translation: get great turns, but leave some fresh snow for the others.) Now it is my turn. My guide points skier’s left, away from the other lines, at an un-harvested powder field. With the steepest pitch in eye-shot and nary a line in it, I’m drooling. And that’s when my guide gives me the green light to gorge.

Until recently, I didn’t know much about the Ruby Mountains of Nevada. Just outside the city of Elko in eastern Nevada, and about 3.5 hours west from Salt Lake City, this compact mountain range receives the same dry and light snow as Utah’s Wasatch. The Ruby Mountains — long and sinuous and chock-full of spurs — are about 65 miles long and only 15 miles wide.
Peaks in the Ruby range jut past 11,000 feet. They are perfect for helicopter skiing because you can access a lot of different peaks without flying for too long. Ride it for a single day and you’ll realize why the folks at Ruby Mountain Helicopter Skiing set up a business here in 1977.
On my trip last month, due to weather our first day of skiing started at about noon. We spent the morning waiting out a small storm in the luxurious Reds Ranch going through some avalanche training.
The folks at Reds run the place like a high-end B&B. The food is exquisite and abundant, the dinner menu including entrees like chipotle grilled shrimp, BBQ duck, seared salmon, and pork enchiladas. Guides are also known to wax their clients’ boards and skis the night before.


