I woke up in Montana this morning and what should my wondering eyes see? SNOW?! After a week of switching to Spring like weather in both Wyoming and Montana there was hope that we could still enjoy the Winter.
We whipped up some coffee and sandwiches, and headed to Lolo National Forest. My brother has skied a vast area of the terrain and I thought he would be such a wonderful guide (ahem. sarcasm). Then, I remembered he was my brother and all I seem to remember his him taking me up, down and around trails that are pretty rough. Today wasn’t much different.
Here is how I remember today:
- Fun skin up
- Fun ski down in knee deep powder
- Skin up
- Me popping out of my bindings
- Rolling around for a while
- Traverse out
- Ski down
As you can tell is was a roller coaster of a day in the backcountry. The adventure was bookended with some fresh powder and apre ski. Unfortunately the middle part of the adventure saw me floundering up a steep section with my crappy bindings and a foot that kept popping out. Then I would have to find a flat section and clip back. Then I lost a ski down the mountain that Lisa, thankfully, retrieved for me. All while trying to play the cool little sister.
Regardless, the snow was deep and the company was a 10 on the Richter scale of fun.
Does your sibling know how to push your buttons?
What fun adventures did you have this weekend?