The forecast was totally wrong. Since we drove up to Alta (no more ski bus this season), I made a last minute jacket change which turned out to be the exactly right decision: there was no sunshine until well into the afternoon and, even with the relatively warm temperatures (24-36F), it felt colder because of the cloud cover.
There is a lot of snow in the mountains
Lower Collins face had completely set up overnight after Saturday afternoon's slushy conditions and after two runs of skittering across Corkscrew's ice, I wasn't willing to do it again. H went with me to Sugarloaf and we did groomer laps there. Things were softening slowly with skier traffic; although there weren't many people there, everyone who was there was skiing the same trails. Because there were so few skiers, we practically skied onto the lift each run and we rarely had to share a chair with other folks.
Seriously a lot of snow
We thought the sun might come out at lunch, but no, it didn't. Conditions were definitely softening even so, and we moved over to Supreme. We did laps there in the afternoon and the runs kept getting better and better. I actually skied until 3 p.m. (!!) and my last run down Collins was brutal: my legs were tired and conditions on the front side had softened a lot. The sun was just starting to come out, making the snow very sticky and grabby.
H wanted to make a few more runs so I went back to the truck, changed into dry clothes and then hung out in the parking lot with my book and my beer. The sun was in and out at this point: when it was out, it was very pleasant but when the clouds rolled in and the breeze picked up, it got quite chilly. When H was done, he had a beer with me before we packed up and rolled down the canyon to home. By 5 p.m., the weather had moved on and it was a lovely spring evening. It turned out to be a great day, just not exactly what we had expected it to be.
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