We finally arrived in Snowmass on the evening of December 18 after a very long 10 hour drive! After checking in, Quentin and I headed straight for an apres-ski pub, a much needed pint, and a few games of pool.
The next morning, we hit the slopes. It had snowed a few days before, so the snow was pretty good. We actually had perfect weather the entire time we were on the mountain. Snowmass is definitely up there with the best slopes in the world. I just wish I was as fit as I was when I visited places like the Three Valleys!!! On that subject, I was boarding OK - in fact, I was surprised as I missed a season - but, I was SOOOO unfit and my thighs were burning, as well as just being generally tired. I was dead by about 3pm and had to meet Quentin in a bar at the bottom while he did a few more runs.
That night we were all too tired to go out for dinner. So, we went and bought some cheeses and wine, and chilled out in the room. We also took a much needed dip in the hot tub outside....MmmmmMmmmmmmm.....
The next day was FAR better. I think my muscles had gotten used to freaking out at working them for a consistent prolonged period! The coolest thing about day two was cutting across about three runs which were all separated by trees. We just boarded straight through them and onto the next run. I've never really properly boarded through trees before so that was really cool.
We left for Salt Lake City the next day, heading to what was supposed to be one more day on the mountain at Solitude Ski-field.....but....as you'll see in the next post....Things turned a tad nasty and our road-trip took a massive unexpected turn...Stay tuned...
Huge thank you to Leah Cushing for hooking us up big time in Snowmass...we owe you!
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