Day 17: Spoiled Utards.
Yesterday morning I received messages like the following:
More for me. And Dale. I got up early, worked for a bit then made it up to Alta in time for the opening bell to ski for an hour before returning to work. "Only eight inches" of "less than perfect" snow skied damn nicely, actually. I would have preferred it a bit denser as it would have kept me from bottoming out on the base on the steeper stuff, but no matter...keep the knees and hips loose and let it roll. We started out on Wildcat before moving on to Collins. Face shots were had. Smiles were exhibited back at work.
Yesterday morning I received messages like the following:
More for me. And Dale. I got up early, worked for a bit then made it up to Alta in time for the opening bell to ski for an hour before returning to work. "Only eight inches" of "less than perfect" snow skied damn nicely, actually. I would have preferred it a bit denser as it would have kept me from bottoming out on the base on the steeper stuff, but no matter...keep the knees and hips loose and let it roll. We started out on Wildcat before moving on to Collins. Face shots were had. Smiles were exhibited back at work.