Ski Season: Blower day at Alta

Time flies when the snow starts to fly! Ski season is underway and so are the burning calves, feet that hurt, the never ending boot adjusting and thighs getting into shape. But, all that pain disappears on a blower powder day.

Yesterday was THE best powder day at Alta, Utah. We’ve had a rough few years and all though the skiing has been fun, there’s nothing like a deep waist and chest deep blower powder day. Everyone was all smiles, happy old man winter decided to finally visit. All the hurt and agony of getting into ski shape paid off yesterday and I’m sure there’s more to come. Winter is here!

It was deep:

 

A Day of Thanksgiving

Last night I went for a night tour. Long day at work, too late to drive home to Idaho to be with the family. I needed an outing. As I started hiking in the dusk that would turn to dark I looked around and knew this was my happy place. It was cold, snowing and a blustery night but I couldn’t think of any other place I’d rather be. The down was fun, just the beginner run at Alta but the solitude experienced was well worth the trek.

Hiking through the blizzard I contemplated the things I was grateful for: my dad who introduced me to skiing, adventures and the outdoors. My mom, for teaching us to live life to the fullest and to laugh along the way. My siblings, for pushing me to become the person I am today. The amazing people that have come into my life and stayed and others who are gone but made an impact on my life.

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#MountainCrushMonday

Ah…my Mountain Crush is back and I couldn’t be more giddy, happy, excited and elated! Yesterday was my first day out on my skis and it was soooo good to be back. That first trek up the mountain burns, hurts, my feet are yelling at me, my calves feel like they’re going to pop and I swear I forgot how to ski over the summer but the smile on my face says it all, I’m in love and my true obsession has returned.

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It was fun to get out on the very little snowpack we have. I felt alive driving to the mountain in my ski pants, music blasting to my favorite tunes, and bopping my beanie to the beat. Yesterday was extra special because I took my little buddy Teton out for a ski for the first time. He LOVED it! I knew he would. We put his bright yellow booties on him and his plaid puffy vest and up the mountain we went. I’m sure everyone thought, “Who’s this princess with her little princess dog.” But don’t mistake my little buddy for a princess. He hiked all the way to the top by himself and loved every moment of it. He may be small but he’s big in heart just like me. We both have a love for adventure and the mountains. It was also a special day bIMG_1432ecause my nephew Dave came with me and it was his first backcountry experience. He’s a sophomore in HS and Gpa gave him a touring set up. Dave grew up in Minnesota skiing. It must run in the genes because after a few tips Dave was well on his way and looked like IMG_1427a pro. He even skied like a pro. I was one proud day for Aunt Andria.

So it begins, my love affair with snow, skiing, the mountains and of course Alta. I’m blessed to have skiing in my life. I have met amazing people through my travels skiing, riding chairlifts and meeting up randomly on top of High Boy at Alta. Winter is here and my Mountain Crush Monday begins!