It snowed again yesterday. Just a few inches at the house, but it was enough to encourage me to make lemonade out of lemons. So last night I packed up my backcountry gear and headed out this morning at dark o’thirty to make some turns before work. In my haste I forgot my camera, so no photographic evidence is available.
With no other cars at the trailhead (I guess the die-hard powder skiers are over it now?) I was on my own breaking trail, marveling at the cold boot-top snow I was seeing on May 11! The winds had hammered anything not sheltered, so I chose to descend in the shelter of the trees. Surprisingly winter-like snow on a firm base meant that it might not have ranked as one of the most epic powder days I’ve had this season, but it was epic for May.
I keep telling myself that this will be the last powder day of the season. Given that it’s supposed to be 66 degrees & sunny by the weekend, I’m pretty sure that this really *was* my last powder day of the 2009/10 season. After 7 months of skiing, I’m gonna be gracious & accept that.