It’s been a long time since I caught first chair on a ski day, preferring to sleep later and have a non-rushed breakfast, but it’s not unusual for me to be on the mountain late in the day, skiing up to board lifts as the lifties are rolling up and stowing the signs and rope marking the queue. Today I rode up to the top from the bowl on the backside and unloaded just before ski patrol left their station at the lodge up there to sweep that side of the mountain (it closes a half hour before the rest of the terrain). I saw them leave because I’d stopped to take a picture of these backlit snow-covered trees.
I poled and skated and skied across the ridge, then had to stop to take another picture. It’s just so pretty up there when it’s not fogged in.
I would have taken yet another photo from the peak you can see in the distance above, after my last lift ride of the day, but the cold had done a number on my battery so I had to just capture it with my mind.
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