I woke up around 5:30 Wednesday morning to the sound of Jason’s roommate shoveling the driveway. The foot of new snow in the driveway more than made up for the lack of sleep. We geared up and made the drive to Squaw Valley USA.
I learned on a road trip last year not to get my hopes up on a storm day at Squaw. The winds are severe and there aren’t many trees above the base area. I picked up my pass, looked at the planned lift openings and figured out a plan for the day. As expected, the top three quarters of the hill were on wind hold. But lines were short and I could think of worse days than KT laps with a foot of new snow. Visibility was pretty good too, which was great, because the two month old icy bumps underneath the new snow made the terrain challenging enough.
We spent the day lapping KT with a Red Dog thrown in just to say we did. We called it a day a little after three and made our way to The Cham drinks at one of the best Apres bars in the country. Five pitchers later we wound up at Rocker and ordered a Red Bull and Vodka in honor of Shane McConkey.
I was in bed by 9pm. Hell of a day that made the whole trip worth it, for most of us at least…