Sierra comes through the burn. (Click image to buy print)
The thing about skiing is each day has the potential to be the best of your life. I suppose that’s why we continue to ski even after our knees are blown, our pockets empty and our relationships gone.
Four days after my blue bird day in the “Burnt Forest,” a front came through and dropped nearly three feet… In late APRIL!!! Paul and I were estatic and our enthusiasm had spread to two other ski buddies, Sierra Richmond and John Adams. Both good friends of mine, who have made this blog several times.
Paul Cullen and Sierra Richmond skin through the burnt forest on the first lap. (Click image to buy print)
Paul comes through the second pitch of the zone. (Click image to buy print)
John follows suit and soaks up the turns.
We were a little timid on the first lap. There was a strange crust underneath and we were all concerned the fresh snow wouldn’t provide much support. To our surprise, and boy were we, it held up very well. There was some slight movement in the snow, but for the most part the potential energy was limited.
Sierra can’t hold back her smile. (Click image to buy print)
Heading back up for a second lap.
Paul makes a slash right above the roll over on the top and third pitch.
As much as we wanted to stay, we decided on only three laps. That put us right around 7,000 feet. Not bad, considering we were the only ones up there and we were skiing in waist deep powder! If I had more energy, and more time according to the others, we definitely would have done more laps!
John skinning up on the third and final lap. (Click image to buy print)
The third lap, up top, was by FAR the deepest!!
Oh, the snow! (Click image to buy print)
Paul trying to make the deep snow last as long as he can! This was the last pitch of the day.