Day 62: Memorial Day weekend, the unofficial start to summer...right? Isn't it?
It sure wasn't at Snowbird today. Gone were the days of blazing sun in the 60s from last weekend. Gone too, though, were the fresh 17 inches of snow that fell Thursday. Gone as well was our corn cycle.
What we were left with today were winter-like temperatures on top, spring-like temperatures at the bottom, and nothing but balls of mashed potatoes in between. Add to that that just about everything slid. And I mean everything! North Baldy is one giant slide zone, with a massive alluvial fan of debris exiting Eye of the Needle. All of Eddie's Snowfield slid. All of Memorial Buttress slid. All of Mid-Cirque slid. Good luck finding anything with pitch that hadn't slid.
As a result I just wasn't feeling it and quit around 12:30. In between we took a run into Mineral Basin (socked in and spitting snow), a run over toward Puckerbrush (but we bailed into Mid-Cirque for softer snow), and a few groomers off Peruvian.
Even Bobby Danger left early, and when that happens, well...
It sure wasn't at Snowbird today. Gone were the days of blazing sun in the 60s from last weekend. Gone too, though, were the fresh 17 inches of snow that fell Thursday. Gone as well was our corn cycle.
What we were left with today were winter-like temperatures on top, spring-like temperatures at the bottom, and nothing but balls of mashed potatoes in between. Add to that that just about everything slid. And I mean everything! North Baldy is one giant slide zone, with a massive alluvial fan of debris exiting Eye of the Needle. All of Eddie's Snowfield slid. All of Memorial Buttress slid. All of Mid-Cirque slid. Good luck finding anything with pitch that hadn't slid.
As a result I just wasn't feeling it and quit around 12:30. In between we took a run into Mineral Basin (socked in and spitting snow), a run over toward Puckerbrush (but we bailed into Mid-Cirque for softer snow), and a few groomers off Peruvian.
Even Bobby Danger left early, and when that happens, well...
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