Month: February 2008

Of snowcaves and alleyways

Posted by – February 20, 2008

Well, if you haven’t gotten the point by now, Crested Butte has some snow. A lot of snow. Record-levels of snow.

Even days after the last snowfall you can walk around the alleyways and find plenty of things that are still buried. They will be buried until June. Here’s some pics from an evening stroll.

I don’t know which is better: the “garage” that has been dug out of the snow for the car, or the house that is buried up to the second story in the background :)

Every now and then you see something like this, trying to make a feeble attempt to unbury the Crested Butte world. Personally, I say keep it buried. It’s pretty cool :)

The locals who decide to remain buried dig amazing snowcaves like this right in their own backyards.

This is the best room….

The room was even complete with a bearskin rug!

I kinda like snowcaves :)

Report from the Rippin Chix Ski Camp at Crested Butte

Posted by – February 19, 2008

I thoroughly enjoyed my four-day holiday weekend at Crested Butte. I kept myself extremely busy every day and most evenings. But it was a great weekend despite being busy at times. I will continue my report in a later blog, but right now I wanted to talk about the camp I helped out with most of the weekend.

I had the wonderful opportunity to help out with Alison Gannett’sRippin Chix ski camp. It’s a two day event for women of wide-spread abilities: from just beginning to ski blacks to those who will be competing in the US Extreme Freesking Championships later this week.

On Friday, most of the instructors met to talk about logistics and Alison’s crazy lingo. Who can resist laughing when she uses terms like “pole plant to the velcro butt” :)

On Saturday and Sunday the Rippin Chix arrived and were tearing up the mountain. We split the ladies into groups based on their ability levels and personal goals. Regardless of ability, the camp was a learning experience for all.

Here’s a few pics Alison sent to us via email:

I highly recommend Alison’s Rippin Chix camp for all the lady rippers out there! Hope to see you all there next year! Please see this link below for more details!
Rippin Chix Details

Skiing with Sonya

Posted by – February 18, 2008

Previously posted on my Thrillhead Blog

On Monday I was able to ski with my great friend Sonya. Despite the fact that we work in the same school district and both live on the Front Range, I don’t get to see her enough. Ironically, I see her more often in Crested Butte (where she owns a condo) when she and I both visit there. It was great to get out and ski with Sonya as I haven’t been able to ski with her since December.

Sonya is a great photographer, and she doesn’t even know it. She snapped these pictures with my camera. I was skiing at the bottom of Toilet Bowl.

I usually ski with a smile on my face :)

Sonya and I finished the day with a Teocalli hike. We snapped a picture at the end of the hike.

It was a good day with a great friend! Thanks Sonya!!!!!! :)

We are spoiled

Posted by – February 11, 2008

Previously posted on my Thrillhead Blog

This weekend, Frank came to visit me, instead of me making the huge long haul to Crested Butte. We skied at Winter Park both days. The skiing was pretty good at Winter Park, especially Saturday. But, unfortunately, we have been spoiled with the feet upon feet of snow that Crested Butte has been getting this year. Dare I say, we did not appreciate the new snow on Saturday at Winter Park as much as we should have :)

With that in mind, I’d like to share some pictures with you that my friend Jay sent me. They give you an even better perspective of just how much snow there is in Crested Butte.

The snow higher than most cars, and higher than the first story of most houses:

What was a porch is now a tunnel!

Snowbanks are so high they don’t know where to put it all.

These pics say it all:

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!!!!

My favorite poem

Posted by – February 8, 2008

Previously posted on my Thrillhead Blog

I like poetry. I’ve liked it for a long time. When most of my classmates would groan during the poetry units we studied in high school English, I would be intrigued. I always found it fascinating that true poets can say so much in so few words. People say a picture is a thousand words, but I believe a poet can say a thousand words in a short paragraph.

The poem below has inspired me since high school. I read it in a book in my high school library my senior year, which is where I would hang out a lot during my lunch because I was usually annoyed with my lame high school friends.

I recently came upon this poem again, and was reminded again why I have always liked it. It says so much, in so very little. The poem is inspirational, and can be read on many different levels. I hope you like it too!

For Poets

Stay beautiful
but don’t stay down underground
too long
don’t turn into a mole
or a worm
or a root
or a stone

Come out into the sunlight
Breathe in trees
Knock out mountains
Commune with snakes
& be the very hero of birds

Don’t forget to poke your head up
& blink
think
Walk all around
Swim upstream

Don’t forget to fly

-Al Young

A look back at last weekend (2/2)

Posted by – February 2, 2008

Previously posted on my Thrillhead Blog

There are just some days where everything falls perfectly into place. I have a lot of good days, but last Sunday was a particularly excellent day. With over 60 inches of snowfall in Crested Butte since the previous weekend, with my friends Sydney and Rob back in town along with Zack, it was bound to be a good day.

Timing is always of the essence. It had snowed feet that week, but snowfall was dwindling toward the end of the week. This allowed patrollers to get on top of their routes, and get the good stuff open. Better yet, Warren Miller was filming at the Butte, so that forced them to have Third Bowl nice and ready.

When Warren Miller was done filming on Sunday afternoon, the resort opened Third Bowl up to the public, and what a treat it was. It hadn’t been open for a week!

Because of the nice soft snow, and the fact that I felt particularly “on top” of my skis that day, I was able to tackle many lines which I had been eying for weeks or even years.

#1 was Toilet Bowl, off the Spellbound Bowl. I had my sights on that since before I’d even met Frank, for at least two years. It’s a nice tight little chute with a bit of a straightline out the bottom. Well, the snow made it not so tiny anymore (not that that bothered me), and the straightline not so intimidating. Toilet Bowl was conquered.

#2 was Body Bag. Yep, I guess they call it that for a reason. A couple of years ago I found myself rather cliffed-out there. The landing was full of rocks and looked hideous. The whole experience gave me a good rattle, because the area was pretty icy and I could have easily slipped right over the cliff. I found my way out of there though and in the end all was fine. Still, it made me never want to venture that way again. Well, on Sunday I jumped the very cliff that I was cliffed-out on two years ago. The landing couldn’t have been softer.

#3 A straightline to the skiers right of Spellbound bowl. I’d had my eyes on it the whole season. Sunday it was done.

#4 Hour Glass. There are at least two areas known as Hour Glass in Crested Butte. One is big, to the skiers left of Third Bowl. But I did the little one, between Cesspool and Sock-it-to-me. The snow was excellent and the normally 10-15 foot cliff at the bottom was nearly non-existent. You could have probably gotten through it without catching any air, but I opted for a bit of air time, with a full on face plant in the landing :) It was fun all the same. I came out of there with a good smile on my face.

It was just one of those good days. I have no pictures or anything to share from that day. It will only be left in my memory. But, sometimes, that’s even better…. :)

On a different note, I wanted to share updated photos of the Three Seasons parking lot. The snow just keeps coming, and keeps burying the cars.

I think some people have just given up, not wanting to dig their car out on a day-to-day basis.

Even the roof is covered in feet of snow. And I’m a bit scared it won’t handle the weight for much longer!

Driving through the town of Crested Butte is crazy right now. The snowbanks are so high, you feel like you’re driving through a maze. People are having to dig out their first story windows. It’s easy to just climb the snow right on up to the second story on most buildings. The snowbanks are so huge, and they have nowhere to put all the snow. The city keeps having to dig out the speed limit and stop signs, only to have them be buried during the next storm, the very next day. What a wonderful winter it’s been!!!!!!