This morning, I packed up and got on the road to Mt. Baker. It was a beautiful day. I didn’t get anybody to go with me so I went alone. (It is also not nearly as fun to ski by ones own self)
When I hit the up hill climb, there was a large amount of snow on the sides on the road forming a very solid guard rail. But, the road was icy. I have never driven in icy conditions before and mixing that with the fact that my truck is terrible for this type of thing, I had an incredibly harrowing drive up. My wheels spun out, any time I tried to accelerate and I lost control and fish tailed multiple times. Luckily I never hit the banks or other cars but by the time I reached the top, my tires were coated in a sheen of ice, my body was soaking in sweat and my heart was beating at 240. Oh, also I had asked God for safety over 75 times.
When I got to the top, it was beautiful. Mountains and snow, trees and sky.
Mt. Baker has snow! I mean real true heavenly snow! The average snow base at the lodge is 106 inches. That is almost 9 feet!
I skied until 3:30 and I never once went on the same run. (except at the end to get the lodge)
They have groomed runs, un-groomed runs, gentle hills and cliffs. I went and did a lot of powder skiing and even jumped off some cliffs. (only because I got the edge and didn’t have anywhere else to go) Baker has some amazing runs and by the end of the day my legs were jellified from all the steep runs and moguls.
