I asked for Friday off from work in anticipation of what I hoped would be an epic bluebird powder day. On Thursday, I kept track of which areas at Snowbird remained closed during the storm because those areas would likely have the best snow conditions on Friday.
I arrived at Snowbird early enough to catch the first (public) tram to the top of Hidden Peak. Mineral Basin didn’t open yesterday, so I figured its south- and southeast-facing runs would be loaded with powder snow because of the storm’s strong west-northwest winds.
I was right. The 19 inches of fresh powder on White Diamonds was some of the deepest I’ve ever skied.
It had been years since I skied that much fresh powder. I fell three times, but, in between, the skiing was great.
For my second run, I decided to head out to The Bookends, which still had plenty of untracked snow. While riding the Mineral Basin Express lift, I noticed that the wind was blowing across the north-facing slopes, but the more northeast-facing slopes seemed to be protected from the wind. When the crowded Bookends Traverse slowed to a crawl, however, I got impatient and dropped in before I turned the corner for the more northeast-facing slopes. Wind had, indeed, scraped snow off the slope I skied. The snow was only a few inches deep near the top of the run, but the skiing was still good.
After one more run at Snowbird, I headed over to Alta. There were still some opportunities there to hike for fresh tracks, but I decided instead to take what I could get from the gravity traverses. Ballroom was tracked, but still fresh. I also dipped into the trees and stayed off trail for some more powder turns before skiing Collins Face down to the base of the Wildcat lift.
After a good run down from Wildcat and a decent run down Yellow Trail and East Greeley, I ended up on the Sunnyside lift. With most everything else tracked out, I still found some fresh powder on Blue Bell off the Sunnyside lift. Although it’s low-angle terrain, it’s still powder skiing and there’s nothing wrong with that.
Back at Snowbird, Little Cloud Bowl’s fresh, untracked powder glistened in the afternoon sun, but ski patrol never did open Road to Provo while I was there. That fresh powder would be for someone else to enjoy. After one last run at Snowbird, I called it a day and headed home content with what was surely one of the best ski days I’ve ever had.