Great Outdoors: Epic Skiing at Park City, Utah
“No friends on a powder day!” shouted my friend, Edie, as she launched into the fluff. I followed, matching her turns a few feet to her right. The snow brushed my knees at the apex of each arc. It was featherlight. What a delight!
After a couple of dozen turns, Edie and I stopped to catch our breath. Was it the elevation or because we were laughing from the pleasure of the moment? “How do you like Park City?” asked Edie, who had moved from Vermont to Park City a few years earlier. “Epic!” I exclaimed.
For expert skiers, some runs are indeed epic for the sheer joy of their steepness and deep snow. Main Bowl was one of them, a long, broad, double-black diamond. Standing at the top of it, the view of the Wasatch Mountains makes one pause in anticipation of gravity’s pull. Then it’s all downhill, literally, left and right, turn after turn, grins and giggles.
By Lisa Ballard