After a long travel day yesterday I arrived in Vail, Colorado where I’m spending the week working, skiing, and…well, working and skiing.
They’ve had 40 inches of snow in the last 10 days, including a solid 6 inches last night. I woke up this this morning to clear blue skies, and everyone around me seemed like they were drunk on happy pills.
Seriously, you’d assume the mountain had never seen a powder day before.
I got out of bed early and was on the lift by 8:30. For the next four hours I was treated to one of the most epic days of skiing imaginable. Big, wide open back bowls full of untouched powder. It was a Wednesday, so it wasn’t super crowded, and I easily could have gone on skiing like this all day.
But I didn’t.