The snow was perfect this day, when we wove our way through secluded trees in Keystone. For every inch of snow our skis crushed, another inch was floating through the air and settling over our tracks.
6 inches of powder on ungroomed trails, miles of winding paths to follow, untracked snowfields lying in wait, thousands of vertical feet to be accumulated. Sparkling snow caught by the sun as it falls steadily from low-lying clouds. Sunny and snowing. Powdery and soft. Cold but windless. Just about the perfect start to the season.
Finally, I’m allowed back out on the slopes because my shoulder is better! So today I took advantage of Arapahoe Basin being open late this year.
Nothing better than skiing when it’s 55 degrees outside, am I right?
A ski run at Breckenridge, tucked deep within the trees, not to be found by anyone. Well, almost anyone.
Photo: Arapahoe Basin Ski Area
I miss the mountains!
I absolutely love skiing, and always try to make the most of my ski season. However, I’ve been off the slopes for nearly two months now as a result of an injury, and likely won’t ski again until next season. This combined with the feet of snow falling on all my favorite ski areas right now makes me sit back and look longingly through my photos of ski trips earlier this year. Oh well. I’ll be back soon enough.
And who knows- Maybe with all this snow, A-Basin will be open late this season!