Saturday, March 19, 2005
The hordes were not there, and they missed out. Yesterday's tracked powder was covered with a nice layer of new snow. If riding powder is like playing in the clouds, riding covered leftovers is like playing in the clouds during a "mild patch of turbulence" - ever notice how you never hit severe turbulence? The plane can be bouncing up and down like a cat on a trampoline, and "murgle and gentlemurgh, captain murgle speaking, mild turbulence".
But when you're in control (well, mostly), riding bumpy powder is a lot of fun. It's a lot of work, especially if you pulled a calf muscle yesterday. But hey, a second good day in as many weeks? It's like Christmas... actually, it's better than Christmas, we only got one good day then.