Squaw opened its vaunted extreme terrain for one last weekend, and the place was packed.
We waited a couple of times in ten minute lines, and then hiked up from Gold Coast to the top of Emigrant.
From the top of Emigrant, we skied the Upper Attic to Break-it-Out. This is a permanently closed area, due to cliff exposure to the right.
The snow was better than we thought it would be, grabby but not mushy, which was surprising considering it was 88° in the parking lot.
It’s always interesting to go skiing when you haven’t made any turns in over a month.
After skiing, we hung out for the annual Lake Cushing Classic, a pond-crossing contest at the base of Squaw. The event had been postponed a couple of times due to weather and excessive snow. Because it was being held on the 4th weekend for the first time ever, the crowd was the largest ever.
We had to hike up the hill under KT-22 to watch. A couple hundred more people arrived after I took the picture.
The highlight (lowlight?) of the contest was a snowboarder in a Borat man-thong who fell at full speed on the salted snow and tore all—and I mean all—of the skin off his ass.
Labels: Skiing