For me, the fat lady's not just singing, she's absolutely belting out a tune. Stick a fork in me, I'm done. <BR> <BR>After the Mt. Washington Auto Road pushed back their opening to the middle of this coming week sometime, I was still determined to log Day 40 over a six-month season by skiing <I>somewhere</I> yesterday. The choices were limited, of course, and Killington was the closet option to home...so Killington it was. <BR> <BR>Driving up the access road, the view showed that while a small walk would be required at the top there was seamless cover remaining below that on Superstar: <BR> <BR><IMG SRC="http://www.firsttracksonline.com/discus2/messages/8/3919.jpg" ALT="An overview"> <BR> <BR><IMG SRC="http://www.firsttracksonline.com/discus2/messages/8/3920.jpg" ALT="the lower headwall"> <BR> <BR>I'm guessing that there were maybe 75 cars in the lot there to sample the goods, perhaps 100 when I left. Folks were setting up the usual tailgate BBQs and the spring party had begun. I started off the day in filtered sunshine, but high clouds continued to stream in throughout my day. <BR> <BR>I booted up in the lot, ducked into the Killington Base Lodge ski shop to pick up a ticket, and headed for the quad. Although the snow basically reached the loading ramp they were having riders carry their skis and boards because walking off the top of the lift was required. The path was somewhat narrow in the middle: <BR> <BR><IMG SRC="http://www.firsttracksonline.com/discus2/messages/8/3921.jpg" ALT="Middle section"> <BR> <BR>and about 50 feet of downhiking was required to reach the top of the snow: <BR> <BR><IMG SRC="http://www.firsttracksonline.com/discus2/messages/8/3922.jpg" ALT="upper headwall"> <BR> <BR>I headed down. <BR> <BR><IMG SRC="http://www.firsttracksonline.com/discus2/messages/8/3923.jpg" ALT="view from the top"> <BR> <BR>The snow surface, however, was somewhat disappointing as it always seems to be for me when visiting Superstar late in the season. The surface had firmed up in the below-freezing temps overnight, and they clearly took the opportunity to push some of the snow around with a cat. I deliberately arrived late to allow things to soften a bit, but all I was rewarded with were random piles of heavy mush on top of a firm, icy base. Ugh. Rhythm? What rhythm? The sludge was truly exhausting, and I had to stop several times down each run to rest up. Not exactly a joy to ski. <BR> <BR><IMG SRC="http://www.firsttracksonline.com/discus2/messages/8/3924.jpg" ALT="lower Superstar"> <BR> <BR>After only a few runs I packed it in. It was a somewhat depressing end to my season...not exactly the joyous turns in perfect corn that I'd savored two weekends earlier in Gulf of Slides, and not exactly what I'd planned on in Great Gulf for yesterday. However, it was skiing, it was the magical Day 40, and it was the last day of my season. <BR> <BR>She's singing. "La-la-la-la-la!"