I still get excited when I see new snow in the morning. It also looked a bit windy, so Enrico and I felt it was our civic duty to get out to the trails and ski the new snow into the tracks before it all blew away. We had a good, long ski at a steady pace. The new snow felt soft under our skis. Compared to yesterday, it was like the difference between leather slippers and shearling-lined slippers. We saw another family out skiing; one of the parents was pulling their child behind them in a pulka-type sled.
The new snow was white compared to patches of old snow that were kind of grayish.
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| This photos shows the new snow blown into the ski tracks is whiter than the old snow revealed by the wind. |
The sky was gray and the light was dull. But Enrico and I skied side-by-side the whole time, so my heart was warm.
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