I still can't believe this is true. Two days ago we lost a very special man here in Squaw Valley. Shane McConkey was the one of the best and most progressional skiers of his time, A local Squaw Valley Legend.
I didnt know Shane very well, but he was always just the nicest guy. I remember back in the day when I was younger he helped pull me into the smallest rail at this house in Squaw. It was like 10 stairs and was just probably the weakest rail ever.. I just thought it was rad that a professional skier like himself would take time out of his day to help a couple snowboarders hit a pathetic 10 stair.
He will be greatly missed.
Our hearts go to his wife Sherry, his daughter Ayla, and his mother Glenn.
I loved his sense of humor. He had the best imagination and came up with the coolest ideas. I wish I could find that Machete´ad he did where he starts cuttin everybodys limbs off with his ski. This is a 007 remake he did..
This is Pretty sick! That jump looks sketchy.
The night I heard the news of this tragedy I was in the Squaw Valley parking lot looking up at the stars, pondering life. I was staring up at the tram rock when all of a sudden I see the biggest and brightest shooting star I have ever seen fall into squaw. It was amazing! I freaked out it was so bright! I feel like this was Shayne's Soul flying back into his home valley. Coming home, back to the place he loved most.