A Powder(ish) Day at the “Mountain”

While there were 9 or 10 new inches of snow at the local resorts, I missed out on the best stuff.

Through a combination of choosing the biggest, most used ski area around and not getting there until nearly noon, I missed out on the biggest powder dump of the season. Sigh.

Yes, it would have been nice to get there earlier, but there’s no use getting myself stuck in the ditch in pursuit of the good stuff. So I waited until the roads were more clear. I’m thinking that the most definite way of getting some good powder runs is to take one of those cat trips in the back country, out west. Lots of great lines, but lots of money, too–more so than even your usual expense of riding.

I did manage to catch a glimpse of the powder now and then. Not a lot, but enough to remind me of what it is like. And it was a good day all the same.

At least I can think back to memories of a powder day at Vail. (Check out the photos from the archives.)