a little new snow

A little storm came through Saturday night, enough to push that gross inversion out of here and leave 3-4 inches of new snow up at Alta for Sunday’s skiing. It was due to be a little colder than my birthday – mid teens – so we dressed warmly (i.e., no exposed skin) and after a rib-sticking “mountain breakfast” of egg, potatoes, cheese, ham and leftover brisket, we headed up to Alta.

Ha! Can't tell if I blinked in this one or not

Surprisingly, for a Sunday, it was quite a bit busier than we expected, although I guess we should have expected to see more folks drawn out by the new snow, little as it was. The sun was out too, which was awesome, but it was still cold: about 5 F up at the summit of Supreme lift. The new snow was light and soft, silent under our skis, but the underlying base had set up pretty hard so H didn’t have much fun trying out the bumps or in the trees. We stayed out until about 1:30 p.m. (including a half-hour or so in Alf’s Lodge to warm up midway through), enjoying the blue skies and great views, even if the snow wasn’t the best. Man, we have turned into such snow snobs!