epic
There’s a word skiers use to describe days like today. epic. It’s when the weather, the snow and timing conspires to make it the most perfect day on the mountain. Some epic days turn up when you’re not expecting it, and some you can tell are in the post and all you have to do is put yourself in it’s way in good time.
So when it snowed all day yesterday and a perfect, crisp, winter’s blue-sky January day was forecast for today we all knew it was here. And although it’s the second mouse that gets the cheese - it IS the early bird who gets the worm.
So I was on the second bin up to Lognon. A quick Bochard because I can and I can get fresh tracks all the way down back to the top lift and then straight round and down the front face. Took a while to learn how to ski it. Wind-affected, compacted powder but deep anduntracked.
Then a stroke of luck. Some friends had a spare reservation for another top lift straight away. Straight up again and round to the front face, into the Italian bowl. A quick run on theHerse and then I met up with Fred and skied Lavancher with the snowboard crew. More powder because we’re following snowboarding lines rather than skier’s and that means you can float over the rocks and take a much more direct, untracked route. Slight accident. A shoulder dislocation. Not me, thank god, but nasty nonetheless. Bit of lunch and then a quick Hearse so that Fred could drop the wind lip and a Hotel Face back to thePiere Ric & back home for beers and medals.
Epic. Check out the grins. Ear to ear.
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