We were supposed to get a small storm but
all we got was this funky cloud over Superior
At lunch, H reported that he'd met up with Darren, Wade and Larry skiing at Sugarloaf. He'd done a couple of runs with them and they were planning to go to Supreme after lunch, so we'd meet them there. After lunch, I went directly into Devil's Castle - H did not, being on his tele skis - and found it in pretty good shape since it doesn't get direct sun this time of year. After my run there, I went back to Supreme and after a run or two, we connected with our friends.
Darren said that it had probably been 20 years since he'd skied at Alta. He has a young family and they don't get to go skiing very often, although he and W had had some good days at Solitude this season. I led him and Wade on a Catherine's Area run: down the rope line on So Long, then turning left through the trees. The last pitch before the run-out, which had been crusty right after lunch, was fantastic by then: sun-softened into smooth corn-snow bumps. On our next run, we all went into the highest gate under East Castle and played around in the trees there, coming out among the cabins above Cecret lift. Wade really liked it in there, and H was managing well enough on his tele skis, so we did a couple more runs in that area until Supreme closed at 3:30. Our group moved to Sugarloaf and did a fast flyer that everyone liked, then scooted around the EBT to Collins. Wade, Darren, Larry and I did a run through the Ballroom while H, whose legs feeling the tele fatigue at this point, opted for a straight shot down to Wildcat base. At the base, H and I said goodbye. It was just past 4 p.m. and we were ready to quit, but as we walked back to the truck, young Wade was dragging Darren and Larry back onto the lift for one more run. Ah, youth!