After an unusually long stretch of high pressure, it finally snowed. And with the arrival of the storm that broke the six-week sunny pattern, Christy, Joey, and I headed up to a favorite spot by Ashcroft on Saturday and found the skiing to be really good.
The four-day snow cycle dropped twenty inches on the ski areas when it was all over. And just like that, it was winter again.
On the way up the valley we spotted the bighorns in the usual spot high on the ridge.
This was the second of four days of snow over the weekend, and we found ourselves waiting for some visibility before skiing.
When the clouds lifted, it was time to ski.
Christy’s turn. We had about two inches on our deck at home, clearly Ashcroft got more than that.
Stacking turns.
Joey often takes a more straight line.
Then the low-vis returned.
We headed across the valley for our second run, on more north facing slopes.
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