Well folks, I went back on a promise I made last year. Last year I promised to NOT hold back on driving 3 hours north on the scant promise of powder....because it rarely saved me disappointment. Yet once again, I've been skunked. I made a call last night to not ski today based on early reports of total snowfalls being less than expected.....only to have that snowfall rate accelerate after I went to sleep to bust all expectations by sunrise. Friends have used the terms "hip-deep" and have lamented needing partners to help break snow on the skin track. My only consolation is riding a great route on South Mountain today on velcro-like conditions after the wonderful rain the previous day....scant consolation however....because skiing constitutes less than 10% of my stoke time.
In any event....this is not meant to be a groan and moan thread...instead...it's yet another opportunity to poke fun at me...and my wife...in cartoon form. I present to you...."The Maadjurger's". It's a standard sitcom depiction of my own creation based around every Friday-off/weekend conversation I have had with Mrs. Maadjurger this year (and probably next year too).......I never learn apparently.