March 30, 2001
The Best Day of the Best Week of the Season
It was an excellent morning. There, I've gone and used that 'E' word and I
just hate to let my superlatives get out of control lest I have nothing left
for those choking powder days when serious breathing equipment is mandatory.
Okay, it wasn't one of those days, but it was such a very fine morning, especially
for this year, I'm afraid I just have to dig into the heavy adjective drawer.
Who would have thought that in such a dismal season, which has seen more near
death experiences than Dick Cheney, we would be skiing fine boot high or even
occasional knee deep powder on March 30th? Despite my caveats that it could
happen, I sure didn't see it coming and in fact we had planned to set up our
trampoline this weekend. My apologies to those who didn't come based on my advice,
but I hope you will understand if it doesn't keep me from wallowing about a
So what will the coming days bring? As I write this in the mid afternoon, there is a major thermonuclear meltdown going on down here at the house, but the forecast has the possibility of flurries tomorrow. So depending on whether it snows, rains, freezes or melts, we could be looking at conditions ranging from awesome to gawd awful. Only the Griz knows for sure, but I am not counting either the tramp or the skis out just yet.
At 2:30 it is 7 C at the house with bright sunshine.