'Twas a good day, indeed. I was shocked to see so few people in line for first chair but even more shocked when the first three laps were executed "chinese downhill" style until the surface was choppy enough that turning regularly became necessary.
The sun came out around noon in Hidden Valley, unfortunately that's about when everything had been trammeled into a packed state. Not content to leave early, I ventured over to West (which had also been closed since Sunday evening) and found lots of easy-to-get leftovers. In fact, I only crossed a handful of tracks my first run off Wildside and it was near 2pm! 360 Bowl offered up the goods until the legs gave out. I thought it was odd to see several folks skinning up that direction via skier's left of Julie's chair. My sincere apologies to the fella traveling uphill that I whitewashed, it was either that or a high-speed collision neither of us wanted. My extended apologies for leveraging the skin track in the flatter spots and turning across it a few times on the way out. These, however, are the perils of skinning inbounds at a popular alpine ski area - though I suspect many were just trying-out newly-acquired gear and weren't too put off.
