My Skis Paid the Price

Kim hates it when all I write about is skiing but it is hard to write about anything else when skiing is all I'm doing. So if you don't care about ski day details feel free to tune out.

The high pressure broke yesterday and a weak system moved in around midnight laying down 3-4 inches overnight. It was still coming down when I headed up to the mountain and the storm total was roughly 6 inches on the mountain. The sun broke through around mid-morning and it turned out to be a bluebird powder day. The skiing was excellent and alot of the lines I have been eyeing were finally good to go. I had a pretty mellow morning ripping some fresh lines with a couple of different locals I met. By the afternoon I was still searching for fresh tracks and having no trouble finding them. The place was empty. My favorite line in Teocalli was untouched so I tracked that and then made my way to the other side of the bowl to repeat a 20 footer I hit the other day. The snow had filled in the bowl so most of the skiing was knee deep. I hit a few more cliffs that I wanted to ski all week but needed some softer snow. For my last runs of the day I straightlined a sick chute in Teocalli and came out super hot (maybe 50+ mph) so I had to use up a lot of the bowl just to shed some speed. Then I popped over into the North Face and went into the cliff area to ski some super tight chutes. By that point my skis looked like they had been run over a cheese grater with mega core shots and munched edges. One more shot took me to a mandatory 15 foot air with a 40 ft straightline and then I called it a day. Dropped my skis at the shop for a tune and I hope to repeat tomorrow.