The weather wasn't nearly as cold as reported. The driving, well, thanks Pat! And the snow, ah the snow. Two feet of fluff in 24 hours. Not only was it good for the Cascades, I'd put it up against anything. Cold temperatures and breezes left deep drifts that made for fat slashes and soft landings. The sub-zero wind-chill readings must have been taken at the top of Vista. The wind was still on duty for snow pick-up and drop-off services both runs I took on that side of the hill. Avoiding the scoured areas to slash the deep pockets and rip the lips was worth the effort, but not worth potential frostbite. We finished the day nearly where we started, treed gullies and banks.
Of course, the day wasn't without drawbacks. About 15 minutes of one group of friends trying to find the other brought the mood down. As did that damn wind when it kicked up. So did the fact that Meadows is making snow. Why would they make snow right now when so much is in the forecast? I don't even mean La Niña, I mean the 7-day forecast.
|Don't blow snow. If you do, don't blow it straight at the lift line.|
Overall, it was a great day. We got powder, sun and we even remembered the post-shred parking lot beers. A random Tuesday before Thanksgiving is not supposed to be this good. I feel like we're a month ahead of the game. Here's to an all-time season!