Yesterday was my last chance to get my June turns in, completing month 20 of my skiing-year-round streak. I'm proud to've crossed over to the 20s from the teens. I feel legit now.
Kevin joined me.
Kevin, Deanna, Jeff, and I all went up to Jeff's cabin on Saturday morning. It was beautiful and still very cool and spring like. Jeff thought there might be snow up by Conrad Meadows, so we headed that way. There wasn't. But, up there at the very end of a not-maintained-for-some-time Forest Service road was a lonely little Morell. I picked it and took it home. We made dinner.
Determined to get my turns in, we had dinner and headed up to White Pass. God Bless White Pass. Kevin and I were able to hike up a ways and ski quite a ways down. What an epic year. So, I got my June turns in. yay.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Someone's been a slacker
Well, lots of things sort of crept up and distracted me from skiing. For starters, there was so much stinkin' awesome snow inbounds that it sorta defeated the purpose of going out of bounds. Why hike for awesome pow when you can have lift-served? And, with Jeff having weekends off and a May departure for Italy, I ended up spending a lot of weekends around here. Oh, and my brother and I did a duathlon in April, which I spent a lot of time training for.
April 19th I did have an absolutely epically wonderful venture out to Hogback with Jeff. We are talking about 15+ inches of POWDER, 14 degrees... April. Incredible? Uh, hell yeah. We hiked and skied and hiked and skied Hogback and it was the stuff of very very very good dreams. By the time we got back to his cabin we were too tired to even stoke the fire, but it was so cold. So we made a fire and drifted off to sleep, blissful and exhausted.
The Scarpa Girls Reunion Tour
Ah yes, Scarpa Grrlz. Not only did we reunite, we expanded. We've added Barb the Inimitable. And she is a long-awaited addition.
Well, we hiked out to Bennett Pass and skinned around. Got one run in on some soft snow, then hiked some more. Found a nice big saddle of snow, where we laid our skis out and laid down on our skis so they kept us off the snow, and we took a nap in the warm sunshine. Then we skied back to the truck, had a beer, found a campsite, then drank a beer or two and sat around the campfire. The next morning mainly consisted of eating, napping, and drinking beer. We whipped together a gourmet dinner of grilled trout with pine nuts, panko breadcumbs, anchovies, and garlic; zucchini/basil soup, almond cake, miner's lettuce salad, and shiraz. Seriously, Sunset should be calling us any day now.
We parted ways and I headed up to Jeff's cabin.
I arrived, tired. In a "quiet" mood -- not grouchy, just not particularly bouncy.
He, on the other hand, was like a big Laborador Retriever puppy. I opened the door to the deck and discovered why: he'd made us a bed on the deck! There it was, a mattress and all the trimmings, piled high with blankets. And he was all kinds of excited for me to discover it. I wonder if he'd have let me go upstairs to the loft if I hadn't discovered the bed on the deck? I don't think so. The next morning I awoke to coffee in bed, and a little bouquet of teeny-tiny wild flowers. (Actually, I saw him picking the wildflowers when he didn't know I was watching. Melting = watching a 6'2" mountain man stooping over to pick wildflowers for you.)
All told it's been a fabulous couple of weeks of excellent skiing adventures and romance. I am envious of my own self!!!
April 19th I did have an absolutely epically wonderful venture out to Hogback with Jeff. We are talking about 15+ inches of POWDER, 14 degrees... April. Incredible? Uh, hell yeah. We hiked and skied and hiked and skied Hogback and it was the stuff of very very very good dreams. By the time we got back to his cabin we were too tired to even stoke the fire, but it was so cold. So we made a fire and drifted off to sleep, blissful and exhausted.
The Scarpa Girls Reunion Tour
Ah yes, Scarpa Grrlz. Not only did we reunite, we expanded. We've added Barb the Inimitable. And she is a long-awaited addition.
Well, we hiked out to Bennett Pass and skinned around. Got one run in on some soft snow, then hiked some more. Found a nice big saddle of snow, where we laid our skis out and laid down on our skis so they kept us off the snow, and we took a nap in the warm sunshine. Then we skied back to the truck, had a beer, found a campsite, then drank a beer or two and sat around the campfire. The next morning mainly consisted of eating, napping, and drinking beer. We whipped together a gourmet dinner of grilled trout with pine nuts, panko breadcumbs, anchovies, and garlic; zucchini/basil soup, almond cake, miner's lettuce salad, and shiraz. Seriously, Sunset should be calling us any day now.
We parted ways and I headed up to Jeff's cabin.
I arrived, tired. In a "quiet" mood -- not grouchy, just not particularly bouncy.
He, on the other hand, was like a big Laborador Retriever puppy. I opened the door to the deck and discovered why: he'd made us a bed on the deck! There it was, a mattress and all the trimmings, piled high with blankets. And he was all kinds of excited for me to discover it. I wonder if he'd have let me go upstairs to the loft if I hadn't discovered the bed on the deck? I don't think so. The next morning I awoke to coffee in bed, and a little bouquet of teeny-tiny wild flowers. (Actually, I saw him picking the wildflowers when he didn't know I was watching. Melting = watching a 6'2" mountain man stooping over to pick wildflowers for you.)
All told it's been a fabulous couple of weeks of excellent skiing adventures and romance. I am envious of my own self!!!
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