Setback (Part 2)

The previous day’s hardpack at Cannon left me wanting for natural snow, albeit pretty firm and thin natural snow. Mad River Glen had almost all trails open and I had a full Mad Card to burn. I was tired and my skiing was lethargic. The upper mountain coverage was quite impressive, the lower mountain was not so much. While skiing the Creamery woods, I overloaded my skis during a turn which provided an unexpected pop that sent me flying. I landed pretty hard and called it a day after only a few runs. My personal setback was only just beginning. I could only hope that the seasonal setback would rebound with me later this month. One out of two ain’t bad.

Mad River Glen: Whiteroom

MRG Trees

Whiteroom.

Multiple times.

Not just faceshots. Full on, can’t see a thing, Whiteroom.

Simultaneously both euphoric and terrifying when it happens in the trees.

MRG Trees

Three feet of fresh fell on top of barely covered ground. The euphoria was tempered by the knowledge (understood and physically felt) that roots, rocks, and deadfall lie deep beneath the surface. Three feet was almost enough to bury it all over again.

Almost.

But it is hard to care about what lies beneath when you can’t even see where you are skiing.