jamesdeluxe
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- Jul 17, 2020
Following my two warmup days at Cooper, Saturday morning I headed back toward Denver with it snowing hard while leaving Leadville. The forecast was only calling for 1-3 inches throughout the region but it was well past that as my two-wheel drive rental struggled to make it up a slick Fremont Pass and driving on I-70 from the Copper Mountain entrance to the Eisenhower Tunnel was likewise sporty.
I arrived at Loveland by 8:15 with six inches in the parking lot and snow coming down sideways. While the ambient temp was a comfortable 22, up to 30-mph gusts on the upper mountain put the wind chill around 0. My hands were cold so taking pix was a challenge and I only ended up with three photos for posterity.
The lower mountain during a short break in the precip:
Mid-mountain, it was really coming down and you could ski pretty much anywhere, including the trees:
A guy on the lift volunteered to take a pic of me on a knee-deep run off Lift 8 near the tunnel. Loveland's website only claimed nine inches from the storm but it felt like more than that, especially with the wind moving the snow around:
I skied nonstop from 8:30 to noon, at which time I had to run back to Denver. That coincided conveniently with my "early-season" legs saying no mas. I felt guilty leaving all that untracked snow on the table but those floaty turns were a great way to end the first days of my season. I'm looking forward to more fun at Loveland with all of the terrain open.
When I arrived at my brother's house in Denver an hour later, it was bluebird and this fox was sunning himself on his neighbor's roof:
I arrived at Loveland by 8:15 with six inches in the parking lot and snow coming down sideways. While the ambient temp was a comfortable 22, up to 30-mph gusts on the upper mountain put the wind chill around 0. My hands were cold so taking pix was a challenge and I only ended up with three photos for posterity.
The lower mountain during a short break in the precip:
Mid-mountain, it was really coming down and you could ski pretty much anywhere, including the trees:
A guy on the lift volunteered to take a pic of me on a knee-deep run off Lift 8 near the tunnel. Loveland's website only claimed nine inches from the storm but it felt like more than that, especially with the wind moving the snow around:
I skied nonstop from 8:30 to noon, at which time I had to run back to Denver. That coincided conveniently with my "early-season" legs saying no mas. I felt guilty leaving all that untracked snow on the table but those floaty turns were a great way to end the first days of my season. I'm looking forward to more fun at Loveland with all of the terrain open.
When I arrived at my brother's house in Denver an hour later, it was bluebird and this fox was sunning himself on his neighbor's roof:
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