The Pursuit of Powder
We started our trip with a white knuckle Star Wars intro. rendition of snow in the windshield kind of driving. However, the disorienting night snow driving was short lived because, apparently, the snow from above only wanted to grace us with 3 inches of fresh powder on Monday morning. Steamboat, oh, how you have disappointed this season. Pat stayed in and worked while Dan and I hopped on the gondola in search of some fresh stuff. The main runs were crazy weird after having a recent wind/dust/rain storm. Plus, it was foggy as ever and the wind snow mix made it hard to breath so the camera stayed in my pack. I nearly jarred my brain when I found myself on the remnants of bumps with snow piles in between. Think brown bumps with powdered sugar in between…I called it desert blizzard and no, it was not fun. We did manage to find a few great runs on the top with pockets of pillow-like snow down into the meadow and into the trees.
We made our way back to the hotel and out to eat for some refreshing Mexican then we high tailed it up the mountain again to hit the Strawberry Hot Springs. Kooky fun sitting in steamy natural hot pools in the pitch black night with a raging river running next to you. The river was arctic – and we know that for a fact! Then, it got even better when the snow started softly falling like hot cold sizzle on your shoulders. It was strange.
We couldn’t resist some good times traipsing around in our wet bathing suits, ski coats and sandals on the side of the narrow, winding road back to town. Pat just had to try out his powder skis but his feet were too wet to get his boots on. Nice try – it was funny.
We were just positively sure and giddy that the new falling snow would cover up that brown desert stuff on the slopes so when we heard the snow report on Tuesday morning we were more than surprised. ONLY 2 NEW inches. We went back to bed to sulk a little. Pat had the brilliant idea to call some of the Summit County reports and what do you know… there was a boatload of fresh powder at Vail and Copper – 11 inchessssss! So instead of sucking it up at Steamboat, we packed it up and went to Copper.
That’s right, we drove 2 more hours back to Summit County and found some of the deepest powder of the season. It was enchanting and my legs are dead tired because of it. I took some time out of making my turns to try out some action shots of Pat and Dan. They were like little school boys in that that much snow.
As Dan would say, “That’s some serious blower pow!”
Now it is Pat’s turn
*the next 2 are my favorites from the day!
With only a handful of good ski days left this year, we were not disappointed by our true powder pursuit adventure! No doubt about it – we are all absolutely living the good life.