Edd
Well-known member
So it was raining Wednesday night in Rangeley. I wasn't hopeful for Thursday as the forecast changed several times throughout the week. My plan was to get up, head home via the Loaf and stop if it looked good.
I couldn't believe it was sunny and warm the next morning. The Loaf was EPIC!!! There was nobody there. Both HSQs, Spillway, King Pine, and the Timberline were all running. My legs were weak from 2 full days of skiing so I had to dig deep in the morning.
Some early shots:
Timberline:
A couple trails were a bit firm so I stopped at Bullwinkles to chill a bit and have a couple of Bloody Marys. When I stepped back out at around 11:30 I cranked the tunes and didn't stop skiing until 3:30, near exhaustion.
Misery Whip
Fred's Pitch Glade
Unscientific snow depth measurement using 50 inch poles
Flume (things are really slushing up now!)
Patrol dropped the ropes on the snowfields and I felt lucky
You had to hike over a bunch of rocks with no snow on them to get to this
Looking back up. The fields were comepletely bumped and slushy
Feeling committed at this point
Steep. You can sort of see a cross trail below me.
Disoriented here. Either Old Winters Way or Can't Hook Glade at the bottom of the snowfields.
Me smiling like a dork, getting sunburned and drunk on perfect spring skiing on King Pine.
Poleline
White Nitro, I think. It never softened up but who cares?
Maybe my luckiest day this year.
I couldn't believe it was sunny and warm the next morning. The Loaf was EPIC!!! There was nobody there. Both HSQs, Spillway, King Pine, and the Timberline were all running. My legs were weak from 2 full days of skiing so I had to dig deep in the morning.
Some early shots:
Timberline:
A couple trails were a bit firm so I stopped at Bullwinkles to chill a bit and have a couple of Bloody Marys. When I stepped back out at around 11:30 I cranked the tunes and didn't stop skiing until 3:30, near exhaustion.
Misery Whip
Fred's Pitch Glade
Unscientific snow depth measurement using 50 inch poles
Flume (things are really slushing up now!)
Patrol dropped the ropes on the snowfields and I felt lucky
You had to hike over a bunch of rocks with no snow on them to get to this
Looking back up. The fields were comepletely bumped and slushy
Feeling committed at this point
Steep. You can sort of see a cross trail below me.
Disoriented here. Either Old Winters Way or Can't Hook Glade at the bottom of the snowfields.
Me smiling like a dork, getting sunburned and drunk on perfect spring skiing on King Pine.
Poleline
White Nitro, I think. It never softened up but who cares?
Maybe my luckiest day this year.
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