Skip the lift lines and freezing cold chairlift rides.
Today was a day for true luxury, riding up the hill in a heated snowcat for a change, on one of Colorado's coldest days.
Five of my fellow friends in blue coats and I left our jackets in our lockers and enjoyed being the "guest" for a change. We were accompanied by our three favorite men at the apres hour, Jodi, Andrew and Jason, whom are bartenders at Mezzaluna.
Kylie, Jayne, Davie, Chris, and I were determined to prove "ski school" could more than handle a day in the backcountry. We came prepared with sack lunches, dressed to battle the negative twenty degree windchill factor and armed with beacons, ready to show our guides what true EXPERTS can do.
We squeezed in thirteen runs in down Keystone's Independence Bowl.
We hooted and hollered often as we made smooth powder turns down the wide open bowl. We attempted to "spoon" out our turns and farm the pow pow to conserve the snow, but some stashes were just too good to leave untouched. We even jumped the so called 6-8 foot rock jump--more like 12-20 feet--watching the bravest attempt spins, grabs, and unintended cartwheels. Then, we picked our own lines through the glades, searching for freshies and avoiding that damned yellow brick road.
Thanks for a great day!
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