Once I got my skis in today’s fresh snow I didn’t want to stop, or even slow down. Lots of other people at Hunter must have felt the same way, because it’s been years since I saw such a powder-crazed group in the Catskills.
Rope drops were well attended, especially on Hunter West as people clamored to get on the big terrain of Westway.
After two runs on old 44, I considered, for a moment, giving my legs a break, until I saw the rope coming down on Annapurna. The headwall was exceptional.
The storm delivered both deep and dense preventing my skis from hitting bottom on even the steepest pitches of natural snow terrain.
