After Canada, I joined Arturo on his US snow tour. He started in Salt Lake City, where I unfortuantely missed a very good day in Snowbird, and anotehr one in Canyons. He then met me at Snowmass where I managed to fly in just before a good storm hit, and planes started getting diverted or cancelled.
The first day, we went to Snowmass from our ski-in, ski-out hotel, and enjoyed a good 9" of fresh powder, and then more snow as the day went by. In the morning, we could feel the bottom crust a bit, but by the end of day, not at all:
hello, my name is Arturo, and my snowboard is that long
we took the tow rope to the top as soon as we could and had a good ride up the cirque
more snow falling, sweet
did I saw more snow?
I'm stuck, come help me, I'm right here!
OMG, too much powder, this is dangerous, I might fall!
look at my fancy new mittens, aren't they pretty?
Here's a good end of day run at Snowmass during the snow storm:
Overnight, we had another foot or so that fell, which was great news for our trip to Aspen Highlands:
in line for the snowcat
got a nice little lift up the ridge
and then you walk more to get to the bowl
nice bowl, though
I've been pushing Arturo to learn poles, he was a quick learner :)
Here is a good run down the highlands bowl, good powder:
The 3rd day, we went back to Snowmass, blue bird with a bit of powder left in some places:
took the tow rope back to the top and we went to the very other extreme
then a hike up to the side country south of the resort. Great at the top, pretty bad at the bottom
good views
Aspen airport
pretty good powder down, until we got to the rope boundary
I took an early entrance in dikes from high alpine
good snow, except for the rock hidden underneath and the one that shattered my phone when I fell on it
