Well the snow gods had spoke, and we were listening! Loveland ski area got pounded with 51" of snow over the holiday weekend, and it looks like its just starting to taper out this morning. Cyn and I made it up and back both days this weekend, and by noon on Sunday I was out of turns, completely spent. I guess knee to waist deep pow will do that to ya.
Ironically we were totally out of the "snow know" on Saturday morning. We helped some friends out in the morning, and mosied up to the ski are in the afternoon to find this:
By late Saturday afternoon the storm was still going strong really piling up.
The pass was closed all weekend, with no immediate opening in sight. We were putting together our Sunday game plan on our drive home. CAIC was predicting another 12" overnight into Sunday.
We hit the road super early Sunday morning, as to avoid the ensuing mayhem known as the I-70 rush hour. We accomplished our objective and avoided the total ciaos that did inevitably occur. We were not the only peeps with the foresight to get ahead of the traffic. Big bird (cyn's yellow focus) was the last car in the front row at the ski area.
After a stress free drive, and leisurely breakfast we headed out to the lift line to wait for first chair. With 20" of new stuff overnight the mood was excellent all around, and the cattle call at the drop of the rope was fairly mellow. People have been know to be trampled to death while traveling through the maze of disaster in an attempt to get to the first chair on a pow day. With the occasional cow moooo, and goat call, we made it through with out any incident, and all the acres of freshies awaited us at the top.
By the end of the day it was double dimple smiles all around. Cyn is really starting to rip up the deep stuff with a year of Colorado pow under her belt, I think the days of the pink poof might be a thing of the past ;) What a truly amazing Thanksgiving weekend.