|Monday afternoon: snow, and lots of it.|
Yesterday, I had one of my best skiing days ever, despite the extreme conditions (more on why in an upcoming post).
We'd had a couple of incredible runs at the top of the mountain in the afternoon, but it suddenly it started snowing hard and it was getting hard to see. The wind was blowing and it felt like being continually hit in the face with a slushie. Thank goodness for goggles! We made our way down the mountain and by the time we got to the last bit, it was so socked in we really couldn't see more than a few feet in front us.
It looked like this:
Compared to the day before:
Still, I'd skied well and was feeling ecstatic and pretty darn proud of myself for handling the heavy snow and lack of visibility.
Today, it's a bit iffy. They're talking -12F/-24C with wind chill, and even bundled up adequately, it could be pretty miserable out there, especially for petit monsieur. And if he doesn't ski, we don't ski. Tomorrow's supposed to be even colder. (Thursday and Friday are currently predicted to be sunny and warmer, though.) If we don't ski today, I'll do some Retail Reconnaissance and report back.
Update: It's really not that bad out, so we've sent petit monsieur off with the instructor and we'll be heading out ourselves in a bit, and will stick to some of the lower elevation runs on the more wind-protected slopes.