spring is springing

That big ol' storm moved out, after covering up some of the rocks, and blue skies and sunshine moved in.  On Saturday morning, the bus was pretty busy, with people eager to work on their goggle tans, even though the forecast had insinuated that there might be a scattering of snow.  I dressed for the possible-snow-showers and ended up being way overdressed when it did not, in fact, snow, while H left his insulating layer in the locker and ended up shivering on the lift in the morning.  Spring conditions can be difficult to plan for.

Looks a little tracked out around here

But the skiing was still pretty fun, under those mostly blue skies.  Everything had obviously been trampled but things softened up a little bit as the day wore on.  After basically not skiing for the month of February, my legs are in pathetic shape and I didn't venture off-piste too much, trying to rebuild conditioning.  The lifts seemed fairly busy but the singles lines weren't too bad.  At this point, everything was open except for East Castle, which is rarely open, and in the afternoon we could see all the ambitious skiers boot-packing their way to the top of Baldy for a go at the Main Chute.

It was feeling pretty spring-ish back at home as well: when we pulled into our driveway, we saw some of our neighbors sitting out in their driveway with cocktails and dogs, enjoying the warm sun.  We dropped our gear in the mudroom, grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge and went out to join them.  This time of year is about the only time we catch up with our neighbors as we tend to be busy on the weekends in winter and summer, so it was nice to catch up and toast the vernal season.