




On Friday, March 16th a Noreaster was brewing, time to head for Jay. Saturday morning brought deep snow, relatively warm temps, no wind and no crowds. The only people around were hordes of telemarkers and the crew from Backcountry Magazine conducting ski tests. An unreal day and we got to ski with Lincoln and hang at the party van. Sunday we BC skied off the Catamount trail, met a surfer/ATer Nathaniel, who help share trail breaking duties setting the skin track in deep snow. It just kept snowing harder and harder all weekend. Nothing but fresh tracks even in bounds at the resort.
A couple few images are burned into my skiing memory from the weekend.
- First run off the tram Saturday morning, pillow dropping one wind sculpted drift after another while skimming over pine scrub on the summit ridge.
- Last run off the tram Saturday dropping skier's left of Green Beret off the summit ridge, hitting the pow field perfectly below the face chutes and then skiing fall line woods, popping through one rabbit hole after another into untracked lines, only crossing ski runs to reenter the woods, all the way down to Stateside Lodge.
- Following Linc from the top of the Quad down through steep woods. Soon after Linc told a couple of snowboarders who were sitting/slideslipping through a chute in the woods to "sh*t or get off the pot because we're coming through" we found an uninterrupted high speed, tight line through the woods that was just incredible. I managed to emerge unscathed after taking a high speed beater in close quarters.
- Skiing the drop to 242 with Kate and Nathaniel in bottomless superlight on Sunday. Steep, deep overhead powder. Faceshots galore. Snorkel weather - lots of blower powder inhaled.
Skiing in the east or anywhere for that matter just doesn't get any better. 38 days so far for me and 34 for Kate.