Saturday, February 05, 2005
The Light at the End of the Tunnel
The thunderstorm last night sounded like it could have been the death-knell of the Fernie season. The rain was coming down, and it could have killed the season.
Thankfully, it snowed up at the hill.
Just saying it snowed is a bit of an understatement. It dumped. We got somewhere above 30 centimeters of beautiful fat snowflakes.
The season is saved, and I am happy again.
Today was amazing - there were fresh turns to be had almost all day (you just have to know where, and how, to look).
The fresh line is the holy grail of a powder day. To make a series of turns in snow that nobody has touched before you, well it gives you a tingly feeling deep inside (for a change, the tingly feeling that Fernie is producing isn't frostbite). It's kind of like being an explorer, or a viking (you get to pillage and destroy the lovely fluffy drifts of snow), or something.
I'm not revealing my secret spots, well, because they're secret, sort of. But trust me, today was great.
On a different note do you know of any other Kiwi/Aussie snow blogs? I'm trying to build up some links to snowboard journals on the DSM website at http://www.digitalsnowboard.com/