Luke comes to town and Adri still sick.
Indecision. High avy danger continues and SnowBowl sounds pretty good. Luke and I get to talking and just like old days, a late night results. Ok not that late.
Indecision remains in the morning. I'm feeling like Snowbowl is a long ways away. Today, laziness payed off in a big way. I took a look at the map and found a gem of a spot in our extended backyard. Three runs of perfect powder, endless burn trees, one of the best double pillow drops of my life and almost no approach. Four thousand vertical. Oh yeah, Luke is a rippin' skier.
Sunday, snowing at Snowbowl. Descended just under 30,000 vertical feet today and every run was better than the previous!