|Powder Pigs sighting in Founder's Ridge. (look closely at the moon)|
|Fresh Powder from Mother Nature|
Since we have experienced a warm week, the snow on the lower mountain has become slick and hard packed. Ron (a true powder pig) knows all the secret hidden spots outside of Tayton bowl for powder. In the morning we dipped into Trigger, Stumboch's glades, Tree time, Upper and Lower Hideaway.
|Ron at the Entrance of Gunbarrel|
This run is an avalanche shoot with trees and deep powder, some untouched waiting for a couple of powder pigs to roll in. Yes, this was a challenge with the tight trees and steeps. Some times you need to step out of your comfort zone.
Then: Silence....We stopped and listened. Pure, simplistic silence... Silence is golden...Just think about it. How many places presently remain on this planet that you can experience pure silence? It sounds like a piece of Heaven. It feels like you are on top of the world. (literally, we are) It is a small part of Paradise. I can't wait to ski these runs with Bob, my injured powder pig a waiting.
What will tomorrow bring? Maybe, Bacon and Eggs for breakfast? (And a Cafe Latte?)