Jason and I went up Thursday to Loveland for a half-day of skiing. It hadn't snowed in a while so the snow conditions were "challenging". Sometimes it was bulletproof, sometimes ice, and on the south-facing aspects we discovered sastrugi that was just softened enough to catch and edge and difficult to turn in (I discovered first-hand a couple of times by turning with too much momentum, followed by a face plant and a burrowed ski).
I thought that Northern Chutes would be nice and softened with a few hours of sun. Boy was I wrong. The moguls were hard as rocks and it was tough to keep an edge while turning, as Jason demonstrates:
I didn't do much better, I was just the one with the camera so my ignominy wasn't captured.
Skiing sure felt like thousands of miles away from my trip, because it was. Here's a denizen I encountered on my last full day in Costa Rica:
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