Following a fine pancake breakfast the three of us hit the slopes bound for Elk Camp. The ladies decide to take a greenish run back to the base as a warm up. The slopes are wide and gorgeous.
CJ departs to bomb the mountain; and bomb it he does. By days end he'll log 7 runs (not impressive), 13492 of vertical (impressive), 15.1 miles of skiing (impressive for the old boy) and a last run on his tired old legs of 4.3 miles and 3997 feet of vertical from the very top of Snowmass to the condo which is at 8539 feet. The black slope gave him 26 degree of drop and at some point he got up to 36 mph which means he's slowing down.
Starting on the left boundary on
Bull Run, CJ makes his way across the mountain to the Alpine Springs lift and a stop at Gwen's lodge for lunch. Like yesterday, it's a great day to eat outdoors and to gaze upon the black slopes.
Following lunch, he takes the High Alpine lift for some black diamond skiing. After bombing a black slope called
Edge, a huge wide blue called
Naked Lady deposits him back at the Alpine Springs lift, not where he thought he was going. He's on a part of the ski area he's never previously explored.
A lift called Sheer Bliss delivers him to the top of the Big Burn area.
Insanity strikes him. Perhaps he's fallen prey to altitude sickness. The reality is CJ decides to pay tribute to his French ski friends and take one of the few teleski lifts (FP to those in the know) in North America. It delivers him to the very top of Snowmass.
His last run of the day begins here.
Carol has hiked up the mountain to Snowmass Mall while the ladies skied most of the day over in the Elk Camp with a few runs in our home neighborhood.
The three amigos enjoy the hot tub before readying to leave for dinner.
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