|Great reflection of the full moon on the GSL this morning.|
I quickly figured out a way to lash my skis and boots to my bike and set the alarm for 4:15a. I was skeptical of what the skiing would be like, but sometimes you never know until you go. Anyway, it was cold on the ride up and the ride felt much longer in the dark. My toes were numb basically the whole day. As I type they are sore from the cold ski boots they were stuffed in all morning. I breakfasted on some spinach and sweet potato pizza leftover as I watched the sunrise. A beautiful clear windless morning, I could look south and see the Wasatch range all the way to Timp. Looking east I could see the high peaks of the Uintas. Looking south was Francis Peak and the Farmington ridge. It was going to be a memorable day.
|Owen's skintrack from the week prior? He's the only other person (that I know of) to ski this area this year so it had to be him.|
|I was psyched on the view.|
|Type 1 fun.|
|Little 80s turns!|
|My transportation for the day. Not a drop of gas used to ski today. Not 85 octane anyways.|
Stats for the day:
Miles on bike: 22.
Miles on skis: 8-10ish?
Fuel: My spinach and sweet potato basil pizza.
Time: 7.5 hours home to home.