Day 1: Pow Wow
Friday night's sushi wasn't supposed to be a planning meeting, but it was hard to ignore the 42 inches of new snow that fell at Powder Mountain this week. By the time Bobby Danger, AmyZ and I left we all had plans to meet at Telejon's house at 7:30 a.m. to head north.
It was a beautiful morning with a thick layer of fog hanging over Pineview Reservoir as we crossed Trapper's Loop.
Fog over Pineview Reservoir (photo: Bobby Danger)
Snow depths increased dramatically as we climbed the steep access road to Powder Mountain. Others had already hammered some of the more obvious skinning destinations like Sunset and Lightning Ridge, but we had other plans. Our skins were in the car but we weren't going to need them.
Sunset - Bobby quipped that this looks as good as some eastern areas look all winter
James Peak (photo: Bobby Danger)
For those who may be unaware, Powder Mountain is an upside-down ski area -- you park at the top. What Pow Mow calls "Powder Country" in season constitutes runs back down to to the access road, where a bus picks you up to return to the ski area. Today, however, Jon's car -- the "Jondola" -- provided our lift service. We parked atop Hidden Lake at 8,894 feet and used the car to shuttle back to the top after each run by taking turns driving.
Oops, we're in violation!
Atop Hidden Lake (L to R: Admin, AmyZ, Telejon) (photo: Bobby Danger)
Ready to roll
There were easily a half dozen other carloads doing precisely what we were doing, but they were taking different lines than we were. We got in 7 laps total at around 1,300 vertical feet each on west and northwest aspects. Our first run was as much exploration as it was skiing, finding the right angles to the sun and the untracked snow. Every other run, however, delivered in spades. And I somehow never hit anything but snow the entire day. We thought about the irony of the fact that we were enjoying an October powder day at one of the few resorts in the country that still doesn't make any snow at all. And honestly, they could have fired up the lifts had they wanted to.
One happy Admin! (photo: Bobby Danger)
Telejon droppin' the knee (photo: Bobby Danger)
Powder Country, on what looks for all the world like a December day (photo: Bobby Danger)
AmyZ (photo: Bobby Danger)
"I wanna be a cow. boy. bay-beeeeeeeee..." (photo: Bobby Danger)
Admin's track through Powder Country aspens (photo: Bobby Danger)
At the pickup point
Telejon
After skiing we headed for the Shooting Star Saloon in Huntsville, the oldest continuously operating tavern in Utah, where we each ordered a Super Star Burger, a $10 heart attack on a bun comprised of two hamburger patties, cheese, bacon and grilled kielbasa, served along with the warm, friendly and sarcastic service of the affable barmaid.
The Shooting Star
"What? Cash only? Let me check my wallet..."
Inside the Shooting Star - note Bobby's belt! (L to R: Bobby Danger, AmyZ, Telejon)
Typical Shooting Star décor
It was a great way to end what was for us a great start to the ski season!
Friday night's sushi wasn't supposed to be a planning meeting, but it was hard to ignore the 42 inches of new snow that fell at Powder Mountain this week. By the time Bobby Danger, AmyZ and I left we all had plans to meet at Telejon's house at 7:30 a.m. to head north.
It was a beautiful morning with a thick layer of fog hanging over Pineview Reservoir as we crossed Trapper's Loop.
Fog over Pineview Reservoir (photo: Bobby Danger)
Snow depths increased dramatically as we climbed the steep access road to Powder Mountain. Others had already hammered some of the more obvious skinning destinations like Sunset and Lightning Ridge, but we had other plans. Our skins were in the car but we weren't going to need them.

Sunset - Bobby quipped that this looks as good as some eastern areas look all winter
James Peak (photo: Bobby Danger)
For those who may be unaware, Powder Mountain is an upside-down ski area -- you park at the top. What Pow Mow calls "Powder Country" in season constitutes runs back down to to the access road, where a bus picks you up to return to the ski area. Today, however, Jon's car -- the "Jondola" -- provided our lift service. We parked atop Hidden Lake at 8,894 feet and used the car to shuttle back to the top after each run by taking turns driving.
Oops, we're in violation!
Atop Hidden Lake (L to R: Admin, AmyZ, Telejon) (photo: Bobby Danger)

Ready to roll
There were easily a half dozen other carloads doing precisely what we were doing, but they were taking different lines than we were. We got in 7 laps total at around 1,300 vertical feet each on west and northwest aspects. Our first run was as much exploration as it was skiing, finding the right angles to the sun and the untracked snow. Every other run, however, delivered in spades. And I somehow never hit anything but snow the entire day. We thought about the irony of the fact that we were enjoying an October powder day at one of the few resorts in the country that still doesn't make any snow at all. And honestly, they could have fired up the lifts had they wanted to.
One happy Admin! (photo: Bobby Danger)
Telejon droppin' the knee (photo: Bobby Danger)
Powder Country, on what looks for all the world like a December day (photo: Bobby Danger)
AmyZ (photo: Bobby Danger)
"I wanna be a cow. boy. bay-beeeeeeeee..." (photo: Bobby Danger)
Admin's track through Powder Country aspens (photo: Bobby Danger)

At the pickup point

Telejon
After skiing we headed for the Shooting Star Saloon in Huntsville, the oldest continuously operating tavern in Utah, where we each ordered a Super Star Burger, a $10 heart attack on a bun comprised of two hamburger patties, cheese, bacon and grilled kielbasa, served along with the warm, friendly and sarcastic service of the affable barmaid.

The Shooting Star

"What? Cash only? Let me check my wallet..."

Inside the Shooting Star - note Bobby's belt! (L to R: Bobby Danger, AmyZ, Telejon)

Typical Shooting Star décor
It was a great way to end what was for us a great start to the ski season!