Sharon
New member
The parking lot had cars all the way to the end when I drove up at 5pm. The holiday vacationers were filtering out. The kiddies were going home for dinner. I got a parking spot in the very front row. It was the end of the day for most, but I was just getting started with my post-work work-out. A few hours at Greek Peak is sure beats going to the gym.
While attaching my telemark skis to my boots at bottom of the hill, I noticed that people were mostly leaving and there were no lines at the lifts. Bubba and I hopped on Chair 1 and slowly we crept up the hill. Darn, these lifts have not gotten any faster. It was our first day at Greek Peak this season. We would have come sooner, but it was a slow start with the warm weather. A week of cold weather enabled them to make snow 24-7 and their efforts really showed.
Big thumbs up for snowmakiers at Greek Peak. They laid down the snow in mass quantity and quality and the snow guns still roared on Iliad and in a few other places. A fresh fluffy two inches from Mother Nature added to the man-made snow making for a lovely surface. We noticed the brand new snowmaking towers. And what a difference in the quality of snow being made compared to years past. They used to lay down a wet dense base that froze into a bulletproof glaze that edges could barely carve, groomed flat with death cookies everywhere. This was clearly not the case. All we saw was powder from the lift. During our lift ride up, we were wondering if the trail below us was even open, as we hadn't seen anyone come down.
Iliad indeed was open, as was Odyssey and Eleysian Fields. On the other hill Trojan was open, but we didn't bother going over that way for one intermediate trail.
There was a variety of green trails open, but we did not sample those either. We stayed on the blues and black off Chair 1, as those 3 trails with about 750 vertical feet kept us entertained for 2 hours.
The snowmaking whales made for nice terrain features. The 5 teenagers who were left, were launching off them and having a good time. I think overall there were maybe a few dozen people skiing that evening.
The tele-turns came easy as the Super Stinx cut through the loose powder. Every so often we'd encounter a slick spot, but overall the sufaces were powdery soft. We were skiing on snow that had been skied upon by the hoards all day long, and it was still in fine shape.
After 2 hours, we were tired of riding the lifts and ready to head in for dinner. My boot liners were wet from sitting in our mud room where there was a leak last weekend from the deluge of rain. My feet were ready to get out of the cold clammy boots. If my boots were dry I would have taken a break and gone back out, but this was reason enough to call it a day. I was satisfied with the 8 runs I took. I was even feeling a little tired from all the deep knee bends and ready for a good meal and a slice of the fresh cherry pie I had purchased at Hollenbecks Cider Mill before I got to the hill. It was still hot when I picked it up, and my car smelled like a bakery the whole way home. mmmmmmmmm
While attaching my telemark skis to my boots at bottom of the hill, I noticed that people were mostly leaving and there were no lines at the lifts. Bubba and I hopped on Chair 1 and slowly we crept up the hill. Darn, these lifts have not gotten any faster. It was our first day at Greek Peak this season. We would have come sooner, but it was a slow start with the warm weather. A week of cold weather enabled them to make snow 24-7 and their efforts really showed.
Big thumbs up for snowmakiers at Greek Peak. They laid down the snow in mass quantity and quality and the snow guns still roared on Iliad and in a few other places. A fresh fluffy two inches from Mother Nature added to the man-made snow making for a lovely surface. We noticed the brand new snowmaking towers. And what a difference in the quality of snow being made compared to years past. They used to lay down a wet dense base that froze into a bulletproof glaze that edges could barely carve, groomed flat with death cookies everywhere. This was clearly not the case. All we saw was powder from the lift. During our lift ride up, we were wondering if the trail below us was even open, as we hadn't seen anyone come down.
Iliad indeed was open, as was Odyssey and Eleysian Fields. On the other hill Trojan was open, but we didn't bother going over that way for one intermediate trail.
There was a variety of green trails open, but we did not sample those either. We stayed on the blues and black off Chair 1, as those 3 trails with about 750 vertical feet kept us entertained for 2 hours.
The snowmaking whales made for nice terrain features. The 5 teenagers who were left, were launching off them and having a good time. I think overall there were maybe a few dozen people skiing that evening.
The tele-turns came easy as the Super Stinx cut through the loose powder. Every so often we'd encounter a slick spot, but overall the sufaces were powdery soft. We were skiing on snow that had been skied upon by the hoards all day long, and it was still in fine shape.
After 2 hours, we were tired of riding the lifts and ready to head in for dinner. My boot liners were wet from sitting in our mud room where there was a leak last weekend from the deluge of rain. My feet were ready to get out of the cold clammy boots. If my boots were dry I would have taken a break and gone back out, but this was reason enough to call it a day. I was satisfied with the 8 runs I took. I was even feeling a little tired from all the deep knee bends and ready for a good meal and a slice of the fresh cherry pie I had purchased at Hollenbecks Cider Mill before I got to the hill. It was still hot when I picked it up, and my car smelled like a bakery the whole way home. mmmmmmmmm