Wildcat 118

By morning light, the Wildcat 118 is your sly house cat — silent, graceful, effortlessly weaving through fresh powder like it’s just another shadow. But don’t mistake that quiet for weakness. When the afternoon grind kicks in and that beautiful blower pow has transformed into a wreckage of chop and crud, the beast awakens and the Wildcat 118 takes on a second persona — the king: bold, brutal, and hungry for the shattered, chopped-up mess others fear to face. A big, 118mm waist and a progressive mount keep it surfy and slashy under your feet, while deep rocker lines and a beefy core show the...