Savannah Goes OB
It was a fantastic day on the slopes, sunny and warm following the prior 6” powder night. I was up and out early, anxious to find those ever-elusive first tracks. With winter slipping away toward spring, there would not be many days like this left in the season. Although often disappointing to accept, summertime in the mountains always follows behind as the perfect consolation.With the sun creeping higher toward its midday apex, I was nearly ready to call it a day. The lift lines were still...
First Time