January 17, 2009
We’re in the middle of an 8 day (so far) warm dry spell here in Salt Lake City, and when that happens in January in the Wasatch, that means one thing:
When you get a week of warm clear weather, the snowpack consolidates, and melts during the day and freezes at night. And melts during the day. And freezes at night. But more importantly, it melts during the day.
Which makes climbing to the tops of big peaks safer and a bit easier, and also tends to make nice “corn” or “spring” snow for the ski down.
4:30 am, getting ready to roll:
and 5:30 at the trailhead:
Does it look like Senior has electric boobs. I think Kim is afraid.
A little obstacle. We had trouble with obstacles.
Alpine in the distance.
A snack is in order when you’ve just climbed 3,000 feet.
Are you wondering where Rick and Rob and Mark are? They are waaaay too fast to be caught on camera.
2,000 feet to go.
And so on.
And by now Kim wishes I hadn’t brought the camera.
Senior practices his Yoga. It’s the upright turtle pose.
Finally, some skiing.
Writing about taking pictures of filming:
Rick is done waiting.
Our own private playground.
Seriously, how hard can one city make it?
Mark tells his wife not to worry, and sorry we’re two hours late.