Andrew Miller is an accomplished photographer, adventurer, and creative director focusing most of his work in winter climates where he explores and chases storms, usually with a snowboard under his feet. From the Andes, the Alps, Interior B.C. to the West Fjords of Iceland and high peaks of the Himalayas, his award-winning images have taken him to remote mountain ranges across the globe while working with a vast range of clients and editorial titles worldwide. From the skin track and helipad to the resort lift and sled trail, Andrew has been out there creating his work and quickly establishing himself as one of the most well-rounded photographers in the snow industry.
 

Nevada isn’t really high on the list of snowboard destinations for many people. To most, it’s just a drive-through state that stands in the way of getting to the Sierra or Rocky Mountains depending on which way you’re going. Usually, just a quick pit stop for gas and you’re back on the road stoked to cross the state line, but that’s just most people. These days seeking out some of the best adventures require looking into off the grid areas with little to no information, no cell service and usually you have to operate on a “Never know, till ya go” mentality. This particular trip started on Route 50 a.k.a “The Loneliest Road in America” traveling deep into Nowhere, Nevada in search of snow and obscure couloirs scattered above ancient Bristlecone Pine forests. Interesting enough the Bristlecone Pine is one the longest-lived life forms on Earth dated over 5,000 years old making it the oldest known individual of any species. That is just one of many random facts and all-out crazy urban Nevada legends from Aliens at Area 51, Buried Treasure, Mel Waters & the Devils Hole to the Basque Nevada Tree Carvers. The list goes on and makes for some fun campfire stories which we shared each night over a four day period of exploring in this unique area. We began the 5-mile skin into our camp with extremely heavy packs not knowing what to expect and left with a fulfilled sense of a conquered adventure with new peaks bagged, many couloirs shredded and a long tick list of objectives for the next time around. While these type of foot-powered adventures aren’t always easy and most are a total crapshoot, they always seem to leave a lasting impression and tend to be a highlight of the season.
 

Route 50 aka “Loneliest Highway in America” after a couple of hours of driving through the desert, a long range of snow-covered peaks suddenly pop up in the horizon like a mirage.

We started in a dirt parking lot on foot with 100lb packs filled with food, camping supplies and camera gear. A few slow hours later we hit the snow line and then started skinning until we reached our base camp.

Basecamp life was pretty nice due to the low snow year leaving tables and fire pits exposed and a nearby stream was still flowing for drinking water.

This what we came for – nice, long shreddable couloirs off the top of one of the highest peaks in Nevada.

Nowhere, Nevada Basecamp nightlife. Fun fact: Nevada has some of the best stargazing in the whole U.S.

Nothing like a free charge. Trying to soak up some cloudy rays to charge up the Jaybird RUN buds for some skin track motivation for the next big day.

We always try and set low expectations for every trip and most of the time they are exceeded. Finding blower snow on the right aspect weeks after a storm was an unexpected bonus.

Winter in Nevada: it was a task to find any skinnable snow. Luckily the summer trail had a small strip to move across to access the higher peaks.

Textures of Nowhere, Nevada: an ancient bristlecone pine, vast views in the desert, walls of a rock glacier, and glades of aspens.

Rocking out in some amazing couloirs that surprisingly were holding great snow!

No easy ride home but at least the stoke was high after 5 days exploring a new zone and riding some amazing terrain. Nowhere, Nevada never disappoints.