Day 61: See day 60. (http://www.firsttracksonline.com/boards/viewtopic.php?t=6823)
Sunday was a carbon copy of Saturday, except that:
1. I forgot my camera for the first time in I can't remember how long (I used my Treo for a couple of shots below).
2. We ventured into Alta.
3. Sheahunter's better half Robin was in town from NY for a day of skiing ahead of a business meeting.
4. Skidog was absent. Bobby Danger and Marc_C were back for more.
Alta still has wall-to-wall coverage, which we found on our first run after riding up Peruvian, traveling through the tunnel and heading back up Mineral Basin Express. We hiked up to the High Baldy Traverse and struck out past Memorial Buttress to where the Baldy Shoulder gate is. We skied Tombstone, caught a fast traverse to the top of Wildcat, then headed down through Wildcat to Westward Ho. It was a great side-trip on a great day.
We all got a kick out of listening to Robin say over and over how the snow "exceeded her expectations." Once again, by 2 pm things started getting heavy and we packed it in with a beer along the Bypass Road.
My face is cooked from the blazing sunshine this weekend. I'd still have a glow at work all week nonetheless.
Sunday was a carbon copy of Saturday, except that:
1. I forgot my camera for the first time in I can't remember how long (I used my Treo for a couple of shots below).
2. We ventured into Alta.
3. Sheahunter's better half Robin was in town from NY for a day of skiing ahead of a business meeting.
4. Skidog was absent. Bobby Danger and Marc_C were back for more.
Alta still has wall-to-wall coverage, which we found on our first run after riding up Peruvian, traveling through the tunnel and heading back up Mineral Basin Express. We hiked up to the High Baldy Traverse and struck out past Memorial Buttress to where the Baldy Shoulder gate is. We skied Tombstone, caught a fast traverse to the top of Wildcat, then headed down through Wildcat to Westward Ho. It was a great side-trip on a great day.
We all got a kick out of listening to Robin say over and over how the snow "exceeded her expectations." Once again, by 2 pm things started getting heavy and we packed it in with a beer along the Bypass Road.
My face is cooked from the blazing sunshine this weekend. I'd still have a glow at work all week nonetheless.