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Thursday, March 18, 2010

Spring Skiing

I love snow, I love the beginning of winter, I love the heart of winter, and I love the blustering cold of winter.

However, by the middle of March, more than any of this, I love spring skiing. Damn the torpedoes, bring on the sun – melt the snow, get the pond ready for the skim, move the bands to the deck, bring on the goggle tan. I’m ready.

There are several sure signs it’s time for spring skiing. The mud encapsulates the parking lot…it drifts up the snow, turning Miami Beach into, well, Miami Beach. Men unzip their pant zippers to reveal, well, everything – especially thighs that probably don’t even see sunlight in July. High School girls take off their winter jackets to inexplicably reveal spaghetti straps. The sit freezing, but looking good on the decks in hopes of being the first with summer tans. Die Hards refuse to remove their goggles on the chair, on the slopes, on the deck, in the parking lot, in the car all with the supreme goal of the perfect goggle tan. College dudes that ski in a t-shirt, maybe even shorts and battle corn-snow burn.

It probably still freezes at night, rendering skiing before 11 a.m. borderline terrible. On a side note- I just realized that Telluride just changed their hours of op to 10 a.m. – 5 p.m. – genius. With daylight savings time, why wouldn’t you? Doesn’t mean you should ski there instead of here, but it’s cool. Skiing from noon to 2 p.m. is brilliant. Soft, corn snow on groomers, chalky grippy snow on steep chutes…there’s no other conditions that can make you feel like more of a rock star.

It’s a great time to try something new! Brave a snowboard, tackle tele-ing…don’t snow-blade, obviously, but try something new. Well, not spaghetti straps either.

Ironically, as I’m writing this, it’s puking outside. Red Lodge Mountain is famous for March snowstorms. I’ve promised hundreds of people booking their vacation (including my parents) that the snow comes in March! Pack your fat boards! However, I did just spend 2 days in 50 degree weather working on my goggle tan. Maybe March is the perfect season for the best of both worlds. Powder days AND exposed man-thigh? We should only be so lucky.

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