alta abbreviated

The weather for Sunday was supposed to be about the same as Saturday - 40s, some cloudy, maybe a little windier - so we didn't break any speed records getting up to Alta, arriving at our now-usual spring arrival time of 10 a.m.  It had apparently been a little cold up there overnight, however, and everything had set up pretty hard, even the groomers.  We did a couple of runs off the Sugarloaf chair, which often softens first, due to its orientation to the sun, then moved over to the groomers off Supreme.  The problem was that, unlike the day before, the sun was unable to break through the clouds and it just wasn't warming up.

We went in for an early lunch, hoping that the skies would clear a little and the conditions would be better after noon.  They didn't get better and we were bored with skiing groomers - H watched another skier go off the trail into some ungroomed snow, clatter around a bit and then come back onto the groomed trail, shaking his head - so we decided to cut our losses and quit early.

Back down in the valley it wasn't sunny either but it was a little warmer.  H went for a bike ride while I made B come with me for a 3.2 mile walk.  She did very well, hardly dragging her feet at all on the uphill half even though she made it clear that she thought it was a little warm for such endeavors.  I suppose I would have thought it was a little warm too had I been wearing a fur coat; as it was, I was plenty warm in shorts and a long-sleeved t-shirt.  The birds are singing, crocuses and daffodils are up and I heard one (probably premature) lawnmower - spring is definitely here.