Day 62: Not quite last Sunday
Bobby Danger and I met up at 9 a.m. and once again headed straight to Alta, repeating last Sunday's Yellow Trail/Backside/Greeley Hill run. While it was still quite good it didn't live up to expectations after last Sunday, for this week's sun surprisingly sun-cupped everything, something that didn't happen last year until mid-June.
A brief unedited video clip of Bobby Danger skiing Yellow Trail -- watch those skis bounce around on the sun cups:
[skitube2]http://www.firsttracksonline.com/modules/crpVideo/pnmedia/videos/1242576691_Alta_yellowtrail_bobbydanger_clip_090516.flv[/skitube2]
And I mean everything was sun-cupped. In-bounds at Snowbird, there were small but stubborn sun cups everywhere that hadn't been groomed. Stuff wasn't getting skied to take them down, either, as just about everyone there was sticking to the groomers. It just wasn't the smooth goodness that I had expected after last weekend's experience.
Anything below Little Cloud and all of Peruvian Gulch is now officially "backcountry," although my best run of the day was a Mark Malou Fork down to Bassackwards, Big Emma and Bass Highway back to the tram at lunchtime, all of which had been groomed despite the backcountry designation. I'm surprised that they went to the designated backcountry policy this early, for there's hardly a bare spot to be found, even on the lower mountain. Marc_C just phoned me from the top of Hidden Peak, and it sounds like today's a carbon copy of yesterday.
Lunch was downright hot on the Tram Plaza, as a band set up to keep the afternoon crowds entertained. Bumped into Salida and Grizz on the patio, but they quickly abandoned us for another table with younger members of the opposite gender -- go figure.
We wrapped up after lunch with a Great Scott, that's still got wall-to-wall coverage with the rock in the middle of the first turn just barely starting to appear. Bobby headed for Dalton's to keep skiing, I headed home as things got really gloppy and sticky from the Blackjack gate on down.
And I'm staying home today. I just wasn't inspired yesterday. I'm thinking that the call of summer activities is starting to take its hold on me.
Bobby Danger and I met up at 9 a.m. and once again headed straight to Alta, repeating last Sunday's Yellow Trail/Backside/Greeley Hill run. While it was still quite good it didn't live up to expectations after last Sunday, for this week's sun surprisingly sun-cupped everything, something that didn't happen last year until mid-June.
A brief unedited video clip of Bobby Danger skiing Yellow Trail -- watch those skis bounce around on the sun cups:
[skitube2]http://www.firsttracksonline.com/modules/crpVideo/pnmedia/videos/1242576691_Alta_yellowtrail_bobbydanger_clip_090516.flv[/skitube2]
And I mean everything was sun-cupped. In-bounds at Snowbird, there were small but stubborn sun cups everywhere that hadn't been groomed. Stuff wasn't getting skied to take them down, either, as just about everyone there was sticking to the groomers. It just wasn't the smooth goodness that I had expected after last weekend's experience.
Anything below Little Cloud and all of Peruvian Gulch is now officially "backcountry," although my best run of the day was a Mark Malou Fork down to Bassackwards, Big Emma and Bass Highway back to the tram at lunchtime, all of which had been groomed despite the backcountry designation. I'm surprised that they went to the designated backcountry policy this early, for there's hardly a bare spot to be found, even on the lower mountain. Marc_C just phoned me from the top of Hidden Peak, and it sounds like today's a carbon copy of yesterday.
Lunch was downright hot on the Tram Plaza, as a band set up to keep the afternoon crowds entertained. Bumped into Salida and Grizz on the patio, but they quickly abandoned us for another table with younger members of the opposite gender -- go figure.
We wrapped up after lunch with a Great Scott, that's still got wall-to-wall coverage with the rock in the middle of the first turn just barely starting to appear. Bobby headed for Dalton's to keep skiing, I headed home as things got really gloppy and sticky from the Blackjack gate on down.
And I'm staying home today. I just wasn't inspired yesterday. I'm thinking that the call of summer activities is starting to take its hold on me.
