Evren
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The phrase, "best day ever" is thrown around these days
I just know that between a repeat of Friday at Snowbasin and a freebie heli-ski day... I'd go for the repeat.
It was another set of three just like two weeks ago: A decent Thursday, a come-from-behind winner Friday, and Saturday... with other pesky skiers.
Thursday was slated to be ho-hum. A sun-baked hard crust underneath, with a few light inches on top that was no help in the lower elevations but just enough to be a pleasure up higher. I forget, because Friday happened. But I did have time to take pictures. Even of trees and stuff. This is mostly in No Name, in the afternoon. Which I made a point of skiing because I hardly ever do, always being lured into untracked in Easter Bowl on the hike up. I also made some observations that would prove useful the next day. Mainly to avoid the steep stuff because the hard-crust was not a good base for the light snow on top to grab onto, making it almost as important a factor as compass exposure. Anyway, the pictures:
That's completely untracked in that last picture, no photoshop involved.
Friday morning, Snowbasin showed a big fat zero new in the report. But there were 4-6 in the snowstake picture by 9am and a lush green on the radar. That's all I needed to know. I made it to Snowbasin at an ungodly early 10am. Snowing since the valley but just big fat flakes after the Snowbasin turn-off. As three cars in a row made it down the last stretch, I saw the car behind me careen left-and-right, taking out a couple of road signs and come to a rest in the middle of the road with its roadkill underneath. I knew everyone was safe. If I didn't, would I have stopped? Moving on. Downshift instead of braking on the downhill, people!
John Paul, as usual. But holy $hit: no one on the lift, no one on the mountain, no tracks, no nuthin'. Which brings me to what makes such weekdays at Snowbasin so special: instead of timing gate-drops and out-strategizing others, you just ski... acres and acres of untracked wherever you turn. You just have to know your own priorities and what you like, never mind staying one step ahead of others. So I did that. Boot to shin-deep, light as feathers, all day long. No lunch-break. No stopping to take pictures. Mt.Allen tram was running empty and No Name was probably all that. But who has time to hike 5 minutes when same or similar is just skier's right of the lift? I still took a principled shot at it. I again was lured into Easter Bowl. Made it back to JP at 3:58 after a couple of Strawberry runs (also heavenly). And took these pictures at around 4:15pm, knowing that there was no lift to catch. These are all named runs. On the map and everything. I probably made what few tracks you see (there were a few other people)
Heck, it *was* the best day ever.
Today(Saturday) I will write-up in a reply. I will also put the Friday pictures in a reply, because us plebes are limited to 10 pictures per post.

I just know that between a repeat of Friday at Snowbasin and a freebie heli-ski day... I'd go for the repeat.
It was another set of three just like two weeks ago: A decent Thursday, a come-from-behind winner Friday, and Saturday... with other pesky skiers.
Thursday was slated to be ho-hum. A sun-baked hard crust underneath, with a few light inches on top that was no help in the lower elevations but just enough to be a pleasure up higher. I forget, because Friday happened. But I did have time to take pictures. Even of trees and stuff. This is mostly in No Name, in the afternoon. Which I made a point of skiing because I hardly ever do, always being lured into untracked in Easter Bowl on the hike up. I also made some observations that would prove useful the next day. Mainly to avoid the steep stuff because the hard-crust was not a good base for the light snow on top to grab onto, making it almost as important a factor as compass exposure. Anyway, the pictures:
That's completely untracked in that last picture, no photoshop involved.
Friday morning, Snowbasin showed a big fat zero new in the report. But there were 4-6 in the snowstake picture by 9am and a lush green on the radar. That's all I needed to know. I made it to Snowbasin at an ungodly early 10am. Snowing since the valley but just big fat flakes after the Snowbasin turn-off. As three cars in a row made it down the last stretch, I saw the car behind me careen left-and-right, taking out a couple of road signs and come to a rest in the middle of the road with its roadkill underneath. I knew everyone was safe. If I didn't, would I have stopped? Moving on. Downshift instead of braking on the downhill, people!
John Paul, as usual. But holy $hit: no one on the lift, no one on the mountain, no tracks, no nuthin'. Which brings me to what makes such weekdays at Snowbasin so special: instead of timing gate-drops and out-strategizing others, you just ski... acres and acres of untracked wherever you turn. You just have to know your own priorities and what you like, never mind staying one step ahead of others. So I did that. Boot to shin-deep, light as feathers, all day long. No lunch-break. No stopping to take pictures. Mt.Allen tram was running empty and No Name was probably all that. But who has time to hike 5 minutes when same or similar is just skier's right of the lift? I still took a principled shot at it. I again was lured into Easter Bowl. Made it back to JP at 3:58 after a couple of Strawberry runs (also heavenly). And took these pictures at around 4:15pm, knowing that there was no lift to catch. These are all named runs. On the map and everything. I probably made what few tracks you see (there were a few other people)
Heck, it *was* the best day ever.
Today(Saturday) I will write-up in a reply. I will also put the Friday pictures in a reply, because us plebes are limited to 10 pictures per post.