Biography

Stratton Mattesson

A life fully lived. Eternally remembered.
Young Stratton standing in a field of wildflowers in a red rain jacket.
His Birth

One with nature.

From the beginning, Stratton dove into life headfirst, arms lifted as if to welcome the latest adventure. Born at home on April 12, 1997 in Eugene, Oregon to Malia (Mollie) Matteson and George Wuerthner, he joined his older sister, Summer Wuerthner, in a family devoted to immersion in wild places. For example, Stratton was taken on his first backpack trip when he was two weeks old, in Olympic National Park.

Throughout their growing up, both Summer and Stratton traveled with their parents to parks and wilderness areas around the West and all over North America, hiking, camping, paddling, skiing, and learning about plants, wildlife, conservation and history. Stratton’s remarkable comprehension of geography, weather, and plant communities was fostered in these direct experiences of land, nature and the wild elements.

When Stratton was five years old, his family moved to Vermont to be closer to his mother’s parents. Notably, his name comes from both a mountain in Vermont, as well as a branch of his mother’s paternal ancestry. (His middle name, Matsuo, also suggests mountains: it means pine ridge, or pines of an elevated place).

His Childhood

Born for higher elevations.

In Vermont, Stratton and his sister initially learned to downhill ski at the family-run Cochran Ski Area, a half mile from their home. Later, they hit the slopes at Bolton Valley Ski Resort. When Stratton was nine, his uncle’s family from New York came to visit, and one of his cousins spent the day showing Stratton how to snowboard. After that, Stratton was always a snowboarder.

Stratton was in love with snow and moving on it. As a child, he built his own terrain parks, complete with jumps and rails, in the backyard. He spent endless hours constructing miniature mountains and ski areas, including tiny lodges and lifts. Sometimes, in early winter or spring, he painstakingly harvested snow from patches in the yard and carried it to his wee winter wonderland.

Stratton and his family posing together on a rocky mountain summit.
A teenage Stratton hiking a volcanic trail with a snowboard strapped to his backpack.
His Teenage Years

A grateful and compassionate soul.

Another early testament to Stratton’s favorite substance was a book he wrote and illustrated, called simply, “Snow.” In it, a snowboarding young hare enters a contest to win a snowboard because he broke his old one and his mom won’t pay to replace it. Through trials and tribulations, the hare learns he can achieve what he wants when he persists. Importantly, he also learns it’s more important to have fun than to be what others deem “the best.” This was an intuitive understanding that Stratton carried with him into his adult life.

While in high school, Stratton spent two summers building trails and removing invasive plants in Oregon and Washington for the Northwest Youth Corps. The rugged living conditions, terrible food, and exposure to other kids with lives far less fortunate than his own, taught him more about the value of gratitude and good cheer, the ability to persist through unpleasant situations, and holding compassion for his fellow humans.

His Teenage Years

Early call for the peaks.

As he matured, Stratton’s open attitude toward all, buoyed by his innate levity and never-ending accents and silly impersonations, brightened any space or group he passed through.

By his senior year of high school, Stratton longed to snowboard for a greater portion of the year, so he asked his dad to move back to the West, to Bend, Oregon, where Mt. Bachelor has one of the the longest ski seasons in the country. In fact, Stratton barely graduated because he cut school to snowboard so often. At first he snowboarded primarily in terrain parks, but he increasingly carried his board into the backcountry and up peaks like South Sister, which enabled him to stretch the snowboarding season even longer. He eventually became a devoted split boarder, wholly committed to earning his turns by ascending mountains on skis formed by the two split halves of the board, and then riding the reconnected snowboard down.

Stratton splitboarding alone on a snow-covered ridge above a turquoise mountain lake.
Stratton and his partner Madeline smiling together at an outdoor concert.
His Teenage Years

Learning the landscapes of love.

A few weeks after they both graduated from Bend High School, Stratton went on his first date with Bend native Madeline Wettig; she became his soul partner and they were each other’s beloved companion for the last decade of his life. Together, they explored the trails, forests, and high country of central Oregon and beyond; they delighted in native plants, their beauty and healing properties; and they made ethical living a prime focus of their shared lifestyle, including conscious dietary choices and prioritizing biking rather than fossil-fuel based transportation.

Out of his early interests in landscape design (e.g., his miniature ski resorts) as well as the knowledge he developed while employed at a native plant nursery, Stratton grew his own business, eventually called Tangled Roots Restoration. He specialized in gardens featuring xeriscaping and native plants. He especially enjoyed incorporating elements of natural landscapes, such as boulders and snags, in artful ways. He ran his business spring through fall.

As a Young Adult

Beyond the break.

In the winter, he focused on split boarding and backcountry trips over multiple days or weeks. However, even in the midst of summer, he watched the weather like a hawk and would often scamper away to the mountains for a few days if there was a fresh snowfall up high or the corn snow was irresistibly ripe.

Stratton needed to move. His essential nature was energetic, ebullient, and “all in.” This led to multiple injuries throughout his life, including broken bones and torn tendons. But even having a cast and being on crutches did not slow him much. One particularly severe injury to his knee occurred at age 20 while snowboarding at Mt. Bachelor. The orthopedist told Stratton’s father that Stratton might not walk again, much less snowboard. After three surgeries and a year of physical therapy, he was back on his snowboard and back to traveling deep into wilderness areas of the Pacific Northwest.

Stratton carving down a steep powder run below a cloud-wrapped mountain peak.
Stratton biking a remote desert highway with his snowboard gear strapped to his bike.
The Quest to Harmonize with the Mountains

Pursuits for nature’s well-being.

As Stratton continued to follow his passion for snowboarding and wild mountains, he became increasingly aware of the impact of human-caused climate change on the outdoor pursuits and places he loved. After contemplating whether snowboarding was actually incompatible with an Earth-centered ethic, he decided to investigate whether, through the alteration of his own behavior, he could make his sport more harmonious with the well-being of the planet. He sold his van, bought a gravel bike, and began to cycle to trailheads, often biking as many as a hundred miles in a day with all his snowboard gear strapped on. A one-year experiment eventually stretched out to five years, during which he made two films, “Shift” and “Sierra to Baker” (a third film is yet to be completed by friends), focused on his “bike-to-board” vision as well as the sheer joy of riding.

Alex Kollar

A brightlight of brotherhood.

In October 2021, Stratton’s best friend, adventure buddy, and soul brother, Alex Kollar, was killed in a kayaking accident. This singular friendship, and Alex’s death, deeply influenced Stratton. He embraced an even more profound understanding of the ephemeral nature of life and the need to live it fully, with positivity, joy, and unconditional love. From Alex’s passing onward, Stratton bore Alex’s initials, AVK, on both his wrist and his split boards, so that wherever he went, he carried Alex’s bright light with him.

In the last few years of his life, Stratton became widely known in the West and beyond as a split boarder of exceptional grace, grit, endurance, and enthusiasm. Multiple outdoor equipment companies, including Patagonia, K2, Cardiff Snowcraft, and Folkrm, sponsored and supported him. Stratton, known as @cascadeconnections on social media, reached thousands of people through his frequent posts and videos of snowboarding, biking, and camping. His influence went far beyond the rarefied world of split boarding, however, as his positive, playful spirit along with his profound environmental commitment, inspired many others to contemplate how to “be the change” they wish to see in the world.

Stratton and his best friend Alex Kollar smiling together on a snowy mountain summit.
Stratton smiling on a snowy backcountry ridge with his splitboard poles near Mount Baker.
The Events of 2024

Mount Baker rescue.

In early 2024, in the middle of one of the driest winters on record in the Pacific Northwest, Stratton set out from Bend on a multi-week trip, driving the electric vehicle he had purchased the previous year, after much soul searching. The EV was Stratton’s compromise between his environmental commitment and his desire to spend more time with friends and loved ones, rather than biking solo many days and many long miles of wintry roads. He spent a couple weeks exploring the high country of the Alpine Lakes Wilderness and the Mount Baker area with split boarding friends. 

Ten days before Stratton died, he helped rescue a backcountry snowboarder on Mount Baker who had been caught in an avalanche; he applied the wilderness first responder skills he had been certified in a few months prior. He also used the rescue tarp he had recently acquired. Throughout his split boarding career, Stratton strove to continually improve his knowledge of backcountry and avalanche safety, even as his growing skills and strength took him into ever more challenging terrain. 

Mountains Meet the Sky

A Heart Left in the Mountains.

On February 24, 2026, Stratton and his split boarding partner were at the top of a starkly beautiful alpine basin adjacent to Joffre Lakes Provincial Park, in the Coastal Mountains of British Columbia. Mountains stretched beyond the blue horizon in every direction. Stratton rode part way down the slope and waited off to the side for his friend. After a couple of turns, his friend triggered an avalanche that quickly grew to nearly the entire width of the slope. The friend survived, but Stratton, six weeks shy of his 29th birthday, did not. 

Although Stratton’s passing leaves those who know and love him deeply brokenhearted, his optimistic, playful spirit and his belief in the power of individual action to inspire collective change, lives on. 

On his backpack, Stratton had drawn an image of mountains and the words, “Follow your heart.”  May Stratton’s life be a reminder to follow our hearts, and to care for what our hearts love. In this way, may we all find ourselves on our own joy-filled adventure, in celebration and with gratitude toward the earthly bounty that makes our lives possible. 

Stratton snowboarding through a massive powder explosion on a bluebird day.

The only thing you know is you have this moment right now.

Stratton Matteson