I few weeks back, I took my office mate Kim out for her first backcountry ski expedition. It was after one of the bigger spring stormed that dumped a bunch of heavy snow, and then the sun came out and it turned to cement mush. Skins were globbing, skis were sticking, I spent most of the time explaining that what I did all winter was better than what we were experiencing and promised to take her out again.
May 10th seemed like a safe date for a classic spring ski. Alpenglow on the peaks, smooth corn, lounging in the sun, drinking beer. The weather had other plans.
We left a rainy Boulder with hope that we'd break through the cloud ceiling. Instead, we lodged ourselves firmly into the cloud where as we gained elevation, rain turned to snow, and visbility decreased following an exponential function.
But we were there. The coffee shop in Empire was closed. So we skied.
On the down side, it was far colder than I had really wanted to deal with.
On the plus side, we got to ski fluffy snow in May...but seriously, should we really have to be clearing snow off of the car in the middle of spring? Really?
I aplogized again, I promise a third times the charm re-do, because really, this skiing thing is fun. Most of the time.
The boys were going to make an attempt on Pawnee today. Eldora webcam is sunny. I hope they had better luck with the weather than we did...because this was silly.