It’s the kind of day that we snow reporters live for. After biding my patience for what I’ll just call “plenty” of time, the clouds have finally opened up and delivered those beautiful white crystals I live to slide around on.
Since Friday night, Heavenly was graced by over a foot and a half of these delicate little structures and the joy is about to bubble right out of me. It’s excruciating to sit here and type this, as I stare out my window at the mountain. Can I go, yet, please?
“Just a little more patience, Megan, it’s almost time,” I tell myself in an effort to focus. But who can focus with up to 2 more feet in the forecast overnight and another foot predicted for tomorrow morning? I’ve never felt ‘TGIF’ with so much fervor; it’s almost more than I can bear!Â
Plus,Â I feel so lucky to call Heavenly my home mountain, right now. I have so much gratitude for our mountain crews who have invested countless hours to lay the groundwork on all of our open trails. If it weren’t for them, we’d still be waiting for everything to fill in. Instead, we can actually take advantage of this freshly fallen.
Okay, this is too much, Everyone. I’ve got to go. Enough typing. Enough said. Let’s go ride some snow.