IN THE DEEP

Tomorrow will be the day. Building extra base on top of that machine-made 10'' we had is slowly amping up our motivation to test the scant 45 acres (~10%). Spoiled or lazy? I'm blaming it on both triptophan and equipment. Today's 6'' at 5am and 2-3 since then just weren't better than my bed... Yet. When you can ski everyday, conditions be the judge.

Supposed to snow through the night, and the holidayers depart tomorrow, leaving us alone with Mt Werner to pile it on & ski in peace next week, as the season begins to shape up like last year if the predictions stay in line.. Now we just need some more terrain.

Stay tuned...

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The other die-hards were up there, but Craig's rig isn't completely ready to go (the shock still needs to be rebuilt and the new strut needs to be put on), and although we're storing our buddy Baker's Revolution Pro Comp here too, we just couldn't make it happen today.

But we did finally get our passes yesterday, so we're official!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone... Do a snow dance for us!

-See you in the deep!

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Truthfully, we never ski on Scholarship Day.But we always ski on Thanksgiving.

Now, on a year when we have a powder day on opening day and I'm really THAT itching to ski, I might very well ski on Scholarship Day- proceeds for this day ($15 tickets, season pass or not) go to our local youth Winter Sports Club- but so far, that hasn't happened in 10 years. However for at least the last seven, I've skied Thanksgiving morning, before I start churning out pumpkin pies.

2006 was the most memorable opening for me; we had a week of snow and we were all choking on it during opening week. (11-30-06, left) The rest have not been... a few runs for the kicks of it, and that's about it. Get your legs under you again, see if all that "ski conditioning" exercise was worth the puking (yes, for the first time since I was 18 I threw up after running today, OMG), and test out your new boards- unless of course it's this year, then we're dusting off our "rock" skis. You know the ones, those 210s from '91 with serious gouges out of them already? Right. Those of us who ride haven't been knuckle-dragging long enough to have "rock boards." Pisser.

So... we're at one-more-day (!) and counting hours... 38... tick tick.