Sunday, April 18, 2021, was Alta's official closing day: the day when daily operations cease for the season, the day that usually - in non-pandemic situations - brings the Frank Classic craziness, mondo tailgating and general celebratory behavior. COVID-19 cancelled the Frank and folks were asked to keep wearing their masks in line and on the chairs, even if they'd been fully vaccinated, but H reported that there was plenty of partying and lots and lots of costumes. It was a gorgeous day, bright and sunny, but on the cooler side which kept the girls from going full-bikini (although it apparently didn't dissuade the two speedo-wearing dudes).
Before he left (Milton and I stayed behind to do our walk, bake tofu and tempeh, dehydrate a batch of tofu jerky and do some weeding), I asked H to take some pictures. He took that assignment to heart and did a complete tour of the ski area, skiing some runs that he hadn't gotten to all season. Although the conditions were better for skiing groomers - the sun-baked Saturday afternoon snow had frozen up overnight and wasn't thawing all that quickly with Sunday's temperatures in the low 30s, despite the sun - he skied off-piste all day. His legs would be complaining about their mistreatment by the time he got home to have beers with me and Milton on the sunny driveway, but in the meantime, this is was Alta looked like on closing day:
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