Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and gray
Morrisey
I don’t think last Sunday is quite what Morrisey had in mind when he wrote those lyrics. Last Sunday was definately not gray.
Dave and I set out from Paradise a little after nine. It was quite windy at first but by the time we reached Panorama Point the wind had died down and it was a calm sunny day.
Once we reached the snow, I switched to skis and joined the crowds skinning towards Camp Muir.
The temps were cool enough to ensure that the snow was only going to get better as the day went on so we took our time and arrived at Camp Muir around 2:00.
After a short break it was time to ski.
I think this is described as, “not a cloud in the sky”. I’m not complaining but it was a little hazy.
The scenery is as inspiring on the descent as it was on the ascent.
Definately the best skiing I’ve ever had in October.