I got out there around 11 today. i started on chair 7 wearing just a sweat shirt. The snow was firm and seemed like it would not let go at all! after going down 4 or 5 times i saw trent, and greg(?). Trent had a kick ass new coiler, which was really pretty, and looked like it rode even better.
After saying hello to trent, i went down the hill again, when disaster struck; Tele-douche was back, again, and this time he wasn't showing mercy. I have absolutely no clue where he came from, but he managed to plow right into me. He said he was sorry, but i can't help but wonder how sorry he was when he trying to play it off as my fault at first. All i told him was down hill has the right of way. I was pretty furious.
After that i went to the high lands to take care of some things for work, and to get some ice for my hand, which i injured in my encounter with tele-douche. i met 2 ladys while getting ice, one of which was hot, so i'll call the tele-douche incident a blessing in disguise. (got numbers)
i rode around in the high lands for a little bit with them, when i noticed that high land snow was starting to get soft (i never went down 16, however).
At about 1 i went back to 7 and then 2. the snow there was still excellent on those hills. at this point it had become so warm out that all i needed was a t-shirt. it was so awesome.
Went back to 7 for a little bit, and rocked it. Then back to the high lands only to find the snow was crap, now. So i left.
I'd say i was riding at about 80% all day, and the conditions were a 9/10 for the most part. making the day a 8.5 out of ten. (surprisingly tele-fag didn't really upset my day that much)