TR: Wandering in Wildflowers to Wolverine
August turns in Wolverine Cirque mark the 12th consecutive month of skiing. Read about a great day of summertime schuss and join me in looking back at a great 2010/2011 season!
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Summertime Skiing on Superior
Summer has finally taken hold in the Wasatch, and many of the snowfields that were still holding strong for Snowbird’s 4th of July closing date (and longest season ever) are rapidly disappearing. Fortunately, there are still plenty of options for the devoted skier. Porter did some recon over the weekend and determined Suicide Chute on Mt. Superior was still good to go. When a fun line still looks that juicy and that close to the road in late July, it’s hard to say no!
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Mid July & Slalom Guy
Just a little topper for my favorite readers. ROLL over the images for some bonus points.
After 4th of July’s bikiniski, we took a few weeks of skiing off. We headed into the hills on Dirt Bikes and explored every little corner of melted out Utah that we could find.
Dwyer’s been in China for almost a month. Upon his most glorious return we decided the only thing we could possibly do was – GO SKIING. His friend Biscuit arrived in town for the occasion and we hit the road in search of Schuss.
The three of us packed up the Chicken Taco and headed towards skiing. However, we took our typical detour to the most delicious burrito stand to ever exist – MOLCA SALSA.
We ate some serious Breakfast Burritos in honor of K_C and then ate some serious pickled carrots in honor of G.
Detour complete we headed for the hills. Along the way, so stuffed to the gills, we contemplated skiing SUICIDE, but decided the uberhanging cornice was a little bit too scary for a Saturday.
We pulled into the Collins lot and knew it was going to be a good day. This marks month 9 of top to bottom skiing at Alta!
Dwyer pulled his ski boots out of the truck, hoping their considerable smell had diminished after a month of not sticking his feet in them. Judging by the crook in his neck they didn’t.
Oui motored up the Baldy shoulder and quickly found one of the nicest places in the Wasatch.
The son and pops posed for more pictures and so did the brothers. After the glam shots, we figured we’d come for what we came for, so we might as well make haste and take the quick way down!
Little did I know, Dwyer’s pal, and my new friend Biscuit is mis-named, for even though there was not a single gate at the entire ski area, Biscuit turned into Slalom Guy the minute he started skiing. A cross block here, a shinner there. He just couldn’t help himself!
Dwyer took a gander at Slalom Guy and immediately knew that he just couldn’t turn quite that tight!
And the thing about really tight turns is they make Dwyer giggle like a little girl. Here I am standing behind the camera, looking at Dwyer through the lens, but all I can hear are what sound like the squeaks of a high school girl at her first Katy Perry concert.
Dwyer, disheartened by my loving jokes, said, “It starts out with some innocent giggling, but it ends for YOU with a splash of July POW.”
Dwyer laughed it up all the way down, following the white brick road.
I almost forgot about Slalom Guy, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he forgot how to Slalom turn!
Slalom guy threw that arm out front like he was trying to punch the loooong lens in the nose! He came close too.
Never, not in an entire life time of summer skiing, have I seen a skier perform air-borne Slalom turns on light weight tourers with Fritschis. But today I saw it with my own two eyes! It was a sight every skier should see.
As Slalom Guy neared the end of the run, he accelerated, until he found the Finish Line and the winner’s corral. He had his hands up, ready to party and receive July 16th’s Gold Medal for fastest Slalom Schuss of the Baldy Shoulder!
And with that, we schussed our way back to the valley, reading for more July, August, and September turns. Just counting the days until the snow returns…90… 89… 88…
TR: A Presidential Orbit
No, it’s not Plan 9 From Outer Space. We went and did the Presidential Traver–I mean Orbit over in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. Check out the full TR:
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TR: Meat Weak Part II
The second and final part of the East Coast Bureau’s visit to Utah. This time we actually did some skiing (see page 5)
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