Valentines Day on Powder Mtn

Breakfast of Champions! Looks like it is going to be a bluebird day at Powder Mountain.

I suppose we could rush out the door, but why? We area all quite sure our bodies will poop out before we run out of daylight.

We take both trucks up to the parking lot. Holiday weekend, fresh snow, clear skies. It is going to be beautiful. 

We gear up and scoot down to Paradise. Legs a little tired from big day at Snowbasin yesterday, but no one

is complaining!

 

Nice turns right off the top. Jake instantly sets up for pics of everyone jumping. Madi lands it. Kate skids out. Erin gets the day going with a face plant.

We do a few laps on Paradise, then over to Hidden Valley. We eventually scoot over to the palma lift. The absolutely most beautiful time of day.

Madi is nervous about the lift - but nails it!

Top of the lift. Jake's just about to give us instructions on bombing it across the field.

Does it get any prettier than this?

I cant remember if this is named inspiration, starvation, or desparation point.  But Jake jumped off it.

Everybody taking a break before heading down. Warm weather. Peeling off layers.

So - what line you taking?

Group photo taken on the top of Paradise.

It has been a wonderful day at Powder Mountain.

Oh wait. One more run!

This is the run that drops off the road. Kate, Jake, Erin, and I dropped it. Jesse, Madi, and jon drove the shuttle. First run was fantastic. We opted for a second run but were pushing the attention of Jesse and Jon. As we were going down, we were talking about the frozen margaritas waiting for us in the truck. When we met up with the trucks, there was a definite decline in the general mood. Jon was mad because he hit a bump and dumped the margaritas over. awww dang. they would have tasted so good!

It wasnt until later during dinner when Madi spilled the beans and told us that jon had been spinning donuts in the parking lot and the margaritas got dumped over. His defense - he's used to nalgenes and beer cans. Since when did we pack margaritas in a bucket?

Nothing is better than a hot tub after a day of skiing.