Skiing

A storm had dropped about a foot of snow on the Wasatch during the week. Plenty of work-dorks like me were anxious to get out there and ski the leftovers on this beautiful Saturday. There was some tracked powder in between the groomed runs, but today would mostly be a groomer day. And it was a great one.

One thing surprised me when I drove up to Alta this morning was the amount of people that were headed into the backcountry. I swear there were more cars parked at the usual trailheads for the touring routes than in the resort parking lots. The degree to which touring and backcountry skiing, in general, have become mainstream is definitely a new development since I last skied regularly (2008-ish).

I went skiing today for the first time in over a year. The sky was clear and the crowd was late arriving (likely due to the prior night’s New Year festivities). I didn’t stay long. I skied only about a half dozen runs. My legs were burning during each run, but it felt great to get back out there, finally.