little cottonwood canyon hill climb #2

It's that time of year again: that time when H jumps on his road bike and rides from our house to the top of Little Cottonwood Canyon.  Once again, I met him up at the top with a PBR and the camera to commemorate the event.  One difference this year?  All the snow up there, whereas as last year there was none.  There were tons of ski tracks all over Alta and we could watch three snowboarders hiking up and jumping off an old ski jump on the North Rustler trail.

Happy to have gotten that over with

After we toasted to his not having to do that again for another year, we drove back down the canyon and then over to and up Big Cottonwood Canyon for a celebratory lunch at the Silver Fork Lodge.  The place was packed, surprisingly - I would have thought breakfast was their biggest draw.  Although it was chilly (low 50s) with high, thin clouds, plenty of folks were sitting outside on the deck, snuggled up to the propane heaters.  We opted for an inside table instead, and dined on meatloaf and mashed potatoes (me) and a Cubano sandwich (H).  I thought lunch was okay, not great, but I had been hoping that they served breakfast all day and was thus slightly disappointed when I couldn't get my favorite sourdough pancakes.  Still, the service was good and a nice fire was crackling in the fireplace - it's really hard to complain.