Then there was another day, a pretty good day, a 1 shot day, & it was a banger, but this time there was anywhere from 3 to 8 inches on top of an ice rink, courtesy of the lower elevation & east facing slopes. The day after this we hoped would be good at a zone higher up but luck just wasn't on our side.
Started off at a different trail-head this time around since the normal one was literally painful to ride it was so wooped. We had a general idea of how to get to the destination, but one wrong turn put us into a bowl with no way out except back-tracking.
So we back-tracked to the first fork, went the other way, & ended up a few miles down the paved road from the original trail-head. Not to mention the snow was total garbage everywhere we had been on this little adventure.
Started heading back, again, & had to stop to wait for Ben & Rusty so we killed the sleds. They show up, then my sled won't start for a half hour for no reason.
This gave Sean, Ben, & Trevor time to sledneck around, & Sean even found time to leave his mark in the bark. Finally, my sled decided to give in & we sent it back to the fork that we went the wrong way at the first time around & went the right way this time.
A mellow 12 miles later we arrived, but snow was still crap. Went up the hill to our planned spot only to find sled tracks up & down the landing. Sweet. Go back down, snow is crap again, deal with more woops, got to the bottom of many climbs, snow is semi-crap. Climb, snow is a bit better, climb again, even better, oh wait no slednecks have been up past this point so time to break trail uphill through 2 feet of heavy non-Utah snow, greeaatttttt. Ended up handling it pretty well, but keep in mind that doubling is the worst thing on earth except on trails.
Then up at some of the spots it was too deep to shuttle the jumps, super flat light, & starting to snow pretty decently. Oh yea, Trevor carved too hard, turned on his side, killed the engine, wouldn't start for a half hour, so we just hung out for a bit.
After a short while, Cam, Sean, & I decided to cruise back down a ways so that they could jump off some rocks. We ended up getting some pretty cool shots so the day didn't end up being a total waste.
Sean got a chance to put some pow up in the air, so he took it, post photo.
Even farther back down there was this big rock to jump off of, so they did. Here is Sean.
While I was shooting this, Ben & Trevor hadn't been heard from in almost 45 minutes. Then Ben comes down to tell us that Trevor's sled wouldn't start AGAIN & that he thinks he needs new spark plugs. Good thing he bought some on the way to the mountain & left them in his car.
That pretty much sums up the day, except for not mentioning that the bolt that holds my clutch in came loose about 5 times. We also only had to dig out sleds twice, thankfully.
Till next time..
PS thanks to Rusty for the fisheye shots
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