Some Sun And Some Snow In JXN

And to begin, a panorama of the Gros Ventre range of the east side of the valley.  Click on the image for a larger version.

And now for some skiing.  Here’s my brother Marc skiing near some small cliffs.

And his buddy Jim.

Now Marc’s coming down the same chute that we were going through the other day.  It’s rather rocky and can’t last much longer.

And through another tight chute.  When I first skied this a few days ago, you could make a turn through it.  Now you’ve got to just point ‘em, but that’s fun just as well.  Marc pointing ‘em:

And he’s gone.

Myself pointing them through the tight chute.  Photos by Marc.

Myself coming around an old dead tree.

After this lovely and warm day, the weather changed for the worse.  It was colder for a day or two, and somewhat cloudy.  The unfortunate reality of such spring conditions is that once they get going, you’ve either got to have warm temps or a big dump of snow to keep the skiing good.  Otherwise, everything is just rock solid ice bumps, and everyone knows that’s no fun.  So we skied mostly groomers for a few days, until the conditions began to change when it started to snow again!

Everyone’s stoked about the falling snow, including my father…

My brother (and me too, in the reflection!)…

My mother…

And my brother’s friend, Jim.

Taking advantage of the afternoon snow, we decided to ski some north facing stuff that we’d mostly been staying away from due to the lack of sun exposure (ie. rock hard ice bumps).

Here’s my father coming through some trees.

My brother rips.

And just like that, he’s gone…

And my brother’s friend, Jim.

And this last batch of photos is from Marc.  It’s not too often that I end up on the other side of the lens these days.

Me with my new steeze going through some freshly fallen soft snow.  Still pretty firm underneath, but the few inches of fresh made it much more bearable.

And another of me, freeing my mind as I free my heel .  Haha.

My father enjoying the new snow.

Jim milking it for all it’s worth.

And another rare appearance from my mother.

It’s been a good few days, and hopefully the snow keeps falling, although I’m not terribly optimistic about it given the forecast.  Either way, any day skiing, especially in Jackson (have I mentioned how much I love Jackson yet?), is better than a day of work.