Woah. Let’s be honest, that was one of the weirdest, most variable pow days I’ve ridden in the decade plus I’ve had the honor of riding here at Sugar.
Weird wind-scalloped, wind affected snow? Check. Scoured-off, icy aspects with no warning? Check. Giant wind lips and cornices in places you’ve never seen them before? Check. Avy chowder of all sizes? Oh yeah. Actual pow turns? Yup, check, but it took a few runs to find some nice, sheltered turns in the trees halfway down the mountain.
I’m a life-long, confident skier and Sugar definitely kicked my ass and threw me a bit today. Saw more than my fair share of egos hurt and bruises, myself included.
Wouldn’t be anywhere else though, of course. See you tomorrow. 🙂
