Summit chair is fixed, so on to the big stuff. Oh yeah, forgot to link Whitewater up, so there ya go.

..and there goes Joe, flailing off a stupid little cliff to flat.

No, he didn’t stick it. Neither did I for that matter. Still steep and deep today. Just ask Barb.

Harley couldn’t come out, as usual, so she just stayed in, watched videos, and got wasted.

Oh wait…it got better. Another 2ocms overnight, on top of the previous 50.

I pulled out the new tele’s in honour of the day.

Well, that and I managed to wear a hole in my shin with my DH boots. Barb’s been suffering with a gnarly one since the 2nd day of the trip.

No time for that though….

It’s too deep for little details like that.

Oh yeah…and not even that many people were out AND…..

…the Summit chair derailed at 10:30 in the morning so although rock stars like yours truly got in some prime Summit side runs, the hordes had yet to track it out and it kept snowing all day. Most of the pigs went home early, so we poked around the Silver side for the afternoon and chewed up lower White Queen.

Looks like tomorrow is a sure thing…..