…gets the fresh corduroy and powdery crud. We had three, maybe four inches of snow fall from the sky out on the ski hill last Thursday night. And by 9:30am on Friday, I was on the slopes and flying. Scroll to the bottom for Maximum Excitement.
First run of the morning. Oh, it was so sweet. Especially after I got off the summit, where the winds were howling hard enough to push us back into the lift chair…
Then this: the intermediate rollers for which Mount Snow is famed. Also, some fresh…powder. All 2″ of it.
And the mountain’s White Ribbon of Death: first run to open, last to close. Not at all deathly on Friday!
And last, but certainly not least…ripping the steeps. Black diamond run: