Jay: After the Storm

The skiing today was a fair bit better than my previous trip to Jay. However, work and other obligations continue to get in the way of powder skiing. My ski days continue to come in-between the storm and the frozen consolation periods.

Snow conditions were variable with a few inches on top of a crusty, frozen base layer. Dealing with turns from previous skier traffic etched into the base layer was a challenge.

Each turn presented a different type of snow surface, sometimes powdery and sometimes crusty and sometimes both. Weighting and unweighting turns became quite challenging as snow surfaces were unpredictable.

The real story is the overwhelming quantity of people uphilling. While skinning Ullr’s, I counted over 30 other people within eye-shot. I usually do not see 30 people in total, let alone all at once while skinning.

I got to thinking “I hope no one does anything stupid.” I mentally admonished myself for self-talk that was critical of other skiers (lest I start throwing stones in a glass house). But I would later learn that my gut feeling proved to be justified.

Following a number of incidents (including an injured skier, property damage, and skiers intruding on snowmaking operations), JPR released a statement calling for better decision making and obeying the simple requests of staying away from operations.

We are very fortunate that JPR allows uphilling during all times of the year, including early season and late season. You could even say they encourage it, since they make social media posts showing skiers and riders earning turns when the lifts are closed.

That permission could easily be revoked. Personally, I appreciate having green and yellow lights to uphill at a closed ski area. Although I occasionally do it, I prefer not to outlaw uphill at areas that prohibit the practice.

In either case, I always avoid mountain ops, even if it means deviating from my established plan (which happened last week: I adjusted my skin route to a less desirable option while other uphillers skinned past mountain ops using heavy machinery to work on a water bar).

Let’s hope this early season wake up call leads to better decision making, avoiding mountain operations, and more conservative early season descent choices.

Jay Skunked, Burlington Buried

Today was an inauspicious beginning to my ski season. It’s not everyday that Jay Peak gets nothing from a storm that buries Burlington.

Last weekend, while Jay was receiving over a foot of dense snow, work and kept me away from the mountain. Once my work schedule relented, a rain/freeze event locked up the snow pack.

No problem, I thought. There was a snow storm on the back end. However, it deflected up the Champlain Valley and didn’t overrun the green mountain spine as expected. And then, just as I left the mountain, it started nuking.

During my skin up, I had to keep reminding myself that I was already at the mountain and on skins, so it made little sense to not take a full run. Despite the frozen lunar surface, I kept skinning and hoping for better snow higher up.

Vermonter did have better snow. But it required constant line changes to stay in the soft stuff. By the time I reached the Wiggle, I resigned myself to agonizing foot pain. This will be over soon, and then these will be the worst turns of the entire season. It will never be any worse.

During the following days, Jay got another foot or two. But work kept me away from the mountain until the next frozen-precip event. My current work schedule is sadly inverted to the weather.

Encore

After the least snowiest March that I can remember, we got one final storm before the big meltdown. During the past week, Jay was resurfaced an inch or two at a time. The storm topped things off with a half-foot of fresh, which was more powdery than expected.

Powder starved skiers came out in droves (despite poor driving conditions and “only” six inches). Parking lots filled to capacity for at least the third time this season, which was unexpected during the last week of March.

Perhaps Indy Passholders were running out of options as other ski areas closed. Many people were not regulars nor familiar with the resort. The Singles Line at the Jet backed up to the bottom of The Willard (three trails over from the liftline).

By noontime, the powder was well tracked out and I grew tired of the lines. If that was my fifteenth and final powder day of the season, it was a worthy encore for a season that I will remember quite fondly.

Impact

I have spent a lot of time thinking about this exceptional season. Today was my fourteenth powder day out of fifteen ski days. It is astounding how good the season has been at Jay Peak, and it is only the mid-point.

During many of my chair lift rides this season, I experienced feelings of gratitude and appreciation. How could I not be grateful? Given a warming world and changing climate, I thought winters like this were over.

This season is a massive aberration. A once in a lifetime anomaly. So, I continually attempt to recognize and appreciate how great this season is, as it probably will never happen again.

But I took my appreciation a step to far and begin thinking that “if my season ended today, in the middle of the season, it would still be one of my top three seasons ever, it may even be my best.” Famous last thoughts.

While skiing in the Orchard and ducking through some trees, I experienced a side effect of having lots of snow with large base depths and no thaws: low ceiling.

During the past few weeks, vertical space has been shrinking in the off-map woods. Instead of cross blocking branches from the sides, I am using my poles to cross block branches from above at eye level. Visibility has become a problem.

While snaking my way through some trees, I went to block branches away from my face and I didn’t see a small sapling on the other side. Since I was ducking to avoid the branches, I impacted the sapling with my shoulder. I skied right through it, not even falling or losing my balance. But I knew it was a day ending impact.

The Orthopedic reports some ligament damage in the rotor cuff area and recommended a few weeks off from skiing. An MRI would be required for a more specific diagnosis and surgery would be the only fix if there is a problem. So, we are taking a wait-and-see approach and hoping the damage is not severe and heals itself.

My ski injuries never happen on challenging terrain. They always happen on easy low-angle terrain, when my guard is down. In this case, the very thing that made the season so amazing (massive snow totals with no thaw) also caused the low ceiling conditions and visibility issues that led to the injury.

I am still grateful, however. This really is a top three season for me, regardless of what comes next. And after a few weeks rest, I will be back to experience all that this season still has left to offer.

Convergence

The good times cannot last forever, can they? The walls on Jay Peak’s exceptional winter are finally starting to close in. But this weekend was not the end of Jay’s winter weather streak, the good times continue.

Originally, the forecast suggested a mixture of snow, sleet, and perhaps even rain on Thursday, all combined with high winds. I assumed the weather would be poor and lifts would not run.

But Thursday turned out to be the pick of the weekend. Only the Jet ran. But precipitation stayed frozen all day. People that skied on Thursday boasted of an excellent powder day.

Unfortunately, the precipitation turned heavier late Thursday. And the dense snow was further compacted by the wind. Friday was still a powder day. But the untracked was challenging to ski: very dense and hooky.

I spent a rare day Tramside, peeling back the layers on old favorites that I rarely ski and even exploring a region that I had not yet completely explored. The snow was hooky and grabby, resulting in cautious turns.

The wind was raging, but the Bonnie ran all day. Tramside laps required riding the Metro and dealing with its frequent stops. It was worth a vacation day, but it was not worth more than a half dozen Metro/Bonnie laps.