This ski season was a struggle for me. I broke my collar bone in late January, right after two trips into Lincoln. It was a bummer. Especially because the first two trips were complete whiteouts and Paul and I had no idea the area we were exploring.
Luckily, the doc gave me the “go-ahead with caution” in late March. I called up Paul and we made a plan to hit up the burned forest once again. But as luck would have it, the very next day a storm came through and dumped roughly 10 inches of fresh. I called in sick, as did Paul.
What we found were big bowls, large ridges and stable spring skiing, quite the contrary to the whiteout days we had had in early January.
Prior to the 10 inch dump, the zone we were gonna ski had gone through several thaw/freeze cycles, so we knew the snow would be stable. We were half expecting heavy wet snow sitting on top of a crust, but what we found was wind affected blower power. It was strange because the snow looked wonky, but after two turns, we quickly realized it was total hero snow! By far one the BEST days of my life!!
Having a sunny day was simply amazing. We were able to see the full potential of what was around. We marked our maps, drew in lines and of course, finally had some good photo opportunities! All in all a great day. And again, totally different from the socked in days of our prior trips.