Back in March the snow started melting and the skiing felt like it was the end of April. Now that April has rolled around the snow is falling and the mornings feel like January. Maybe I am just soft and the temperature is getting to my body like I am on vacation for the first time in a snowy climate, but after mentally preparing to ride my bike back in march I think I have gone soft. At the same time, the late season snow has saved our season as it was starting to look pretty grim at a few of the resorts with brown snow. Maybe it serves us right for ridding mountain bikes in March, but the storms that have blown through in the last few weeks have brought this layer of Moab dust which is causing the snow to melt at an incredible rate. However, with one remaining week at a few of the resorts in Colorado, the snow is still great considering the bass-ackwards season we have had.
So, I have given in on the good fight and put my bike away and continued to ski, which after being hurt in January has been an incredible few weeks. I have experienced some of the deepest turns in years in the last few weeks, which may be a little misfortunate because it will leave the taste of powder in my mouth for the months to come, which will inevitably leave me jonesing for more. But whatever your fix, be it powder, gravity, coffee, there comes a time that waiting for the next symbiotic dance with your chosen pleasure can be a cross between torture and mental bliss. Sometimes the waiting makes it all worth it.