This winter has certainly not been a bell ringer when it comes to snow production, especially for us nordic skiers who hang out under 7000 feet. In fact, I believe I might have just spent more time watching cross country skiing in the Winter Olympics then skiing myself. Fortunately all that watching was rewarded with the amazing Gold Medal performance of Kikkan Randall and Jessie Diggins!
Given all this lack of snow, a snowy day is a day to be savored and enjoyed. Thursday, we were treated to one of those rare snow days and I put it to good use by skiing my way up Blackwood Canyon on the West Shore. I believe it might have been my first ski this year in a heavy snowfall and it was truly glorious…pretty dang cold and wet…but glorious.
There is something incredibly special about being out there on skis when the snow is pounding down hard, and your view of the surrounding forest keeps disappearing in waves of white. The road up Blackwood is a popular spot for snowmobilers, but I beat them to the freshies, and much of the way I had fresh tracks through the snow.