Summit chair is fixed, so on to the big stuff. Oh yeah, forgot to link Whitewater up, so there ya go.
..and there goes Joe, flailing off a stupid little cliff to flat.
No, he didn’t stick it. Neither did I for that matter. Still steep and deep today.
Harley couldn’t come out, as usual, so she just stayed in, watched videos, and got wasted.
Oh wait…it got better. Another 2o cms overnight, on top of the previous 50.
Johnny pulled out the new tele’s in honour of the day.
I managed to wear a gnarly hole in my shin from my boots on 2nd day of the trip. Johnny recieved a matching one today from his DH boots.
No time for that though….
It’s too deep for little details like that.
Oh yeah…and not even that many people were out AND…..
…the Summit chair derailed at 10:30 in the morning so although rock stars like yours truly got in some prime Summit side runs, the hordes had yet to track it out and it kept snowing all day. Most of the pigs went home early, so we poked around the Silver side for the afternoon and chewed up lower White Queen.
A bit of a theme here. Always with the freshies. Didn’t even bother with the camera yesterday. No time. Red has had about 20 cms the last couple of days. Yesterday there was an official overnight of 8 cms, but it was closer to 15 by the time the chair opened at 9am. After 4 or five runs, the upper chair closed due to high winds and Johnny and I got ‘stuck’ on the Paradise chair. Seems that most of the few skiers out on the hill missed the last ride to the top, and it just snowed harder. You could simply ski the same line every run and it had filled in, then straight onto the chair. The last run was epic. We had untracked Powder Fields (untracked fields of joy!)…all 2120 vertical feet of gladed natural terrain.
Easily the best day of the week.
Until today, also known as Phat Tuesday.
Too bad they said 30cms on the radio. Not too many places of business open today I’ll bet.
..and another shot of me rippin’ the pow.
It warmed up a bit so the bombs were flying, and it was a bit heavy for sure, but just as the hardcores called it a day, it cooled off and the north side got way lighter. We pulled a full day today, not stopping until the final bell at 3pm.
Could it get any better than this?
….ummm, no.