Sunday we left the house at 8 for the bus. Although the parking lot didn't seem that full and there were fewer skis on the racks outside, the Goldminer's Daughter lodge was busy and we had to circulate a bit before finding a couple of chairs. It was noticeably cooler than Saturday, cloudy and with strengthening winds. The light was very flat and in the afternoon, a cold front moved in, dropping the temperatures further and bringing wind a snow. The snow was stiffer than the day before, having set up a little overnight. Going off-piste was firm and even on the groomers, some of the transitions were bumpy and surprising since you couldn't see them in the flat light.
The Heber Valley behind me (really)
It was definitely less busy with the bulk of the Christmas vacationers having departed and H and I scarcely had to ride the singles line. We skied mostly Collins in the morning, then moved to Sugarloaf for a few. My feet got very cold and I went in for a warm-up and to find a table for early lunch; Alf's was surprisingly busy what with how un-busy it was out on the lifts but it cleared out by the time H came in. We lingered a bit over lunch, not all that eager to get back out in the cold and flat light. When we did head out, we went to Supreme. We could see down into the Heber Valley on the first couple of runs but when that cold front moved in, the snow quickly obscured the view.
H had to take a phone call for work at 3. I was getting chilled so I skied out at 1:30, catching the 1:59 bus back down to the canyon. Meanwhile, H got stuck on the Sugarloaf chair for about twenty minutes, but managed to get a few runs in. After the call, he kept skiing all the way to last chair; I got a "Running for the 4:45" text, letting me know he was on his way.
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