Sunday was a very different day
from foggy Saturday: bright, sunny and warm (but not too warm). We got
up there about twenty minutes later than our winter normal; this time
of year, when the snow gets so soft in the afternoons and then sets up
overnight, the conditions are sometimes less than ideal first thing in
the morning. Temperatures
were already in the 30s and we could hear the guns going off all over
the place as patrol scrambled to open what they hadn't been able to get
to the day before.
Following
the sun, we took Collins up and then did a couple of runs off the
Sugarloaf chair before moving over to Supreme. We headed into
Catherine's Area and it was evident immediately that I was going to have
a much better day, whether due to good visibility or the fact that I
wasn't psyching myself out. Catherine's was in great shape, tracked out
but soft, even in the wind-buffed areas.
From
the Supreme chair, we could keep an eye on Devil's Castle and watched
the skiers streaming in as soon as patrol dropped the rope. We gave
them some time
to pack down the traverse and then headed over ourselves. The first
half got skied out quickly but we took the lower traverse over nearly to
the Apron where not so many people had ventured. Because the cliffs
above block the sun, the snow here was simply fantastic: light, soft and
deep. Even on my Volkls I felt like I was skiing it well and H, on his
new skis, just flew through the powder. We came out and
went right back to the chairlift to do it again. It was just as good
the second time.
After
lunch, H went back to the Castle for another go while I went to
Supreme,
knowing my legs weren't in the mood for that long traverse again.
Since the plan was to meet back up at the chair, I kept doing laps, once
through Catherine's, then alternating bumps runs (99 Express, etc.)
with flyers until I found H. We didn't sync up for a while although we
kept shouting at each other from the chair. Just before 3 p.m., he got
one last run in through Catherine's; I was a few minutes behind him and
didn't get in before patrol closed it, to my regret. We connected at
that point and did one more run on Supreme, getting nearly the last
chair before it closed at 3:30, then moved over to Sugarloaf and caught
one of its last chairs as well. We skied down through Collins face
(none of that tow-rope nonsense!), finishing around 4 p.m. The sun was
still shining and there was much merriment on GMD patio and we felt a
celebratory PBR was in order to toast what was absolutely one of the
best days of the
season.
Cliffs above Devil's Castle
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