the days: the last week in march. we finally got a honest to goodness snow storm, with 2 feet or more of fairly heavy, good snow-person making snow. that fell on saturday the 23. saturday into sunday, it got a bit colder and much windier drying out the snow pack for early sunday, before the sun came out and heated things up. monday and tuesday it was sunny ~ish. wednesday and thursday, there was rain off and on. ...
the adventures: shoveling saturday and sunday & skiing each day except wednesday. ...
the memories: saturday was epic for several reasons: the deep, heavy stuff was a blessing after a rather dissmal winter. but with nobody to help break trail, going up through the glades at the shaker wma, would prove to be brutal on the hip. i suppose plowing turns through the same stuff on the way down didn't help either. then it could have been the ski that submarined a blow down that did me in. or maybe dropping the saw on the ascent, and finally finding it on the descent, once i took the skis off and kicked through my trail. anyway, by the time i got home, i was hobbling around.
sunday, early morning was a totally different story, skiing 2 feet of dry fluff up on town hill, was comparitively effortless! the trade off was after shoveling the rest of the day, it was my upper body that was spent.
monday was a recovery day while i went to work, but i got another town hill run in as the sun was sinking. even though it had been in the 40s the whole afternoon, the snow was still deep and fluffy ~ish, enough to prompt several attempts to find that best line through the trees.
- the older i get, the more i appreciate vitamin I...
- playing out in two feet of snow will make you smile...
- i'm seeing one more large ~ish snow fall forecasted for later this week...
- even if that doesn't pan out, this last dump was a great 'end' to the local season...