Day 15: New snow!
I was able to sneak away for a few runs at the very end of the day yesterday. It was the tail end of a fast and furious snowstorm, and I couldn't miss out on that.
Mira, Sima, David and Larissa were at Solitude, so that's where I went. When I arrived they were on the Summit lift, so I hopped on Sunrise...and immediately fell out. #-o I snagged a tip on the snow after loading, which as the chair rose toward the first tower pulled my right ski down and behind me, pulling me over the handlebars and out of the chair. I was so mortified all I could do was lay there laughing.
In 38 years of skiing, that's a first for me.
Larissa's skiing has improved immeasurably this week, as has her enjoyment as a result. While tentative at the beginning of their trip, she's now driving down the hill. On one particularly bumpy traverse she let 'em rip ahead of me. It's remarkable what some consecutive days can do for someone at that level, especially with a lesson at Alta and some well-placed coaching from Mira.
Literally all access gates were closed due to the avalanche risk so we spent the last runs of the day looking for whatever scraps we could find on what was actually open. I was somewhat surprised at how much less snow there is in BCC than in LCC, snow reports notwithstanding. We were skiing woods at the resort's far west end that were rendered unskiable by many downed trees that were no more than 6" in diameter ... with a four-foot base, those would've been buried. To their credit, there was much more snow high on the mountain, and we were pretty low.
No matter, it felt good to get out and make turns in soft, fluffy pow.
Down-canyon traffic on the snow-covered roads was rather heinous at the end of the day, so we opted to let the traffic clear out some as we enjoyed a fine bottle of Argentinean Rioja at Kimi's Mountainside Bistro, a perfect wrap-up to the day!
I was able to sneak away for a few runs at the very end of the day yesterday. It was the tail end of a fast and furious snowstorm, and I couldn't miss out on that.
Mira, Sima, David and Larissa were at Solitude, so that's where I went. When I arrived they were on the Summit lift, so I hopped on Sunrise...and immediately fell out. #-o I snagged a tip on the snow after loading, which as the chair rose toward the first tower pulled my right ski down and behind me, pulling me over the handlebars and out of the chair. I was so mortified all I could do was lay there laughing.
In 38 years of skiing, that's a first for me.Larissa's skiing has improved immeasurably this week, as has her enjoyment as a result. While tentative at the beginning of their trip, she's now driving down the hill. On one particularly bumpy traverse she let 'em rip ahead of me. It's remarkable what some consecutive days can do for someone at that level, especially with a lesson at Alta and some well-placed coaching from Mira.
Literally all access gates were closed due to the avalanche risk so we spent the last runs of the day looking for whatever scraps we could find on what was actually open. I was somewhat surprised at how much less snow there is in BCC than in LCC, snow reports notwithstanding. We were skiing woods at the resort's far west end that were rendered unskiable by many downed trees that were no more than 6" in diameter ... with a four-foot base, those would've been buried. To their credit, there was much more snow high on the mountain, and we were pretty low.
No matter, it felt good to get out and make turns in soft, fluffy pow.
Down-canyon traffic on the snow-covered roads was rather heinous at the end of the day, so we opted to let the traffic clear out some as we enjoyed a fine bottle of Argentinean Rioja at Kimi's Mountainside Bistro, a perfect wrap-up to the day!
