Day 14: Alpine Meadows
We woke up early to a full 60″ of fresh powder at Alpine Meadows. After the requisite coffee (and not as requisite food), we headed over to the mountain. Apparently the road had been...
We woke up early to a full 60″ of fresh powder at Alpine Meadows. After the requisite coffee (and not as requisite food), we headed over to the mountain. Apparently the road had been...
The storm was really kicking, and not much was spinning at Alpine (Roundhouse) and Squaw (Red Dog), so Jimmy, Andy and I headed over to the old favorite, Homewood. It was absolutely puking snow...
Javier went to Squaw, Jimmy went to Northstar, and Andy stayed home to work and rest his knee. After reviewing the incoming storms, I opted for Northstar, and while Javier did report some good...
The first storm of the week long set came in on Sunday night, and by morning there was 7″-9″ at Alpine Meadows. Everyone else in the house (Matt, Allyson, Reagan, Chico, Michelle, and Josh)...
Despite being ridiculously hung over (I swore off whiskey), Reagan and Carolina managed to get me out of bed and over to Squaw Valley at a reasonable hour – I think we were even...
Andy and I took advantage of the (wet) 12-18″ of snow at Alpine Meadows, though it was, um, wet. And heavy. And wet. The temps barely got below freezing, so while the drive up...