it finally stopped snowing long enough for people to shovel their entire driveway. 2 weeks ago, it snowed around 100 inches in 10 days - a couple of 12" dumps here and there, but mostly it was slow and steady enough to where the snowplows just couldn't keep up. lucky for me, i caught a pretty bad cold and left work early a few times because i was too sick to work. but actually, conditions were so sick outside that the only kind of bed-rest i was doing was droppin pillow lines. ok, not really - park city doesn't have any pillow lines to speak of, but some of the best days of the season were seen.
half of the gato negro crew rolled into park city on tuesday just in time for my alarm to go off. turns out their drive from seattle was 5 hours longer than they expected, so as they arrived at my place at 5:45am, i was starting to dream about the smell of my breakfast coffee and toast.
craig and mario definitely chose a good first day in park city. perfect bluebird, local's night at o'shucks and plenty of free-flowing beer to understand that utah liquor isn't all that bad after all. the hangover on wednesday proved it.
brighton was conquered on wednesday - though i was convinced mario and craig brought the NW weather to utah: flat light, snowy and windy. but this was enough for the guys to fall in love with the dry, 'best snow on earth' stuff (gore tex in the NW is about as important as a condom in a ski town - keeps you dry and protected).
it's been nothing but bluebird skies all weekend. president's day holiday means lift lines are packed tighter than pam anderson, and it's prime time to play a rousing game of Your Team. anyone up for a round?
