On a beautiful, bluebird day, Dana and I went back to A-Basin for our second ski trip of the season. The conditions could not have been more different from that of a few weeks earlier. I will admit that I prefer the blue skies to the powder-packed blizzard.
It was still cold when the ski lifts opened at 9am. On the first ride up, I remember watching the morning sun to the left and the setting moon to the right with a feeling of immense fortune and gratitude.
Joined by Dana's friends, Brett and Mark, we spent most of the morning on the back side of the mountain, where the sun was strongest. The clear mountain views stretched on for what seemed like forever, including neighboring Breckenridge and Keystone.
A-Basin was relatively empty for a weekday, so we zipped up and down the mountain without having to wait in lines. Unlike our last powder trip, I was happy to (mostly) keep up with the others. I knew my limits, though; skiers more daring than I traversed the ridge line to take a few powder turns.
We stopped for lunch at the base of the mountain, realizing a little too late that sunscreen would have been wise.
We called it quits after a few more runs in the afternoon, feeling more than satisfied with a great ski day.
