Monday March 13th, 2006 Welch Village

Snow & weather: 30 degrees. 16 inches of FRESH POW! BIG MONDAY!

Vertical feet & runs: 6,310 ft 19 runs

Comments:

Rode with Roley, Glen, and Kevin.

I guess Saturday wasn't my last day at Welch. WOW! Who knew I would get one more day at Welch this year and it would be with over a foot of fresh.

I saw forecast on Sunday afternoon. Rallied the troops and set off to Red Wing to stay in hotel and beat the storm. Sven from channel 11 news said we would only get 1"-3". What a dumb ass. I woke up at 7:00am to white-out conditions. We barely made it out of parking lot. Thanks for pushing Glen and Kevin.

We started to drive on Hwy 61 only to have a kick to the nuts. The Hwy was closed due to some jackass semi driver jack knifed his rig. Went back to Red Wing Perkins and was so bummed envisioning all the people eating up my Freshies. We ate breakfast and the manager told us of another way to Welch.

After debating for quite sometime, we decided to go for it. HOLY CRAP! It was on of the scariest drives I have ever done. We saw tons of cars in ditches. We came across a mini van taxi with a somali driver in the middle of BFE. We tried to push him out but it was no use, he was buried to deep.

We marched on with ZERO VISIBILITY. We finally got to Welch around 1:45pm and to our surprise they didn't even open until 1:15pm due to a power outage and there was only a handful of people there.

It was a mad dash to the lift. "No friends on Powder Day" rule was totally in effect. The snow was so deep I was getting "face shots". You could find untracked Freshies for about the first hour. It was so great. Glen and Kevin did good in da pow.

After about an hour, Roley and I went looking for more untracked pow and found a huge powder stash skiers left of the half-pipe. We were total powder pigs (oink oink) untile it was all gone.

Roley and I then poached an un-tracked lift-line. We had one of the best runs of the day on that run. We got yelled at by Ski Patrol. Once we did lift line, it was like opening the flood gates. Everyone started hitting that run.

Sean and I started a new sub-division of the BFGSC. The FFPPs Flamin Freshie Pow Pows. How bad ass is that!

Eeeeeeaaaaast side was closed but for the grand finale last run of the season at Welch we hiked over to Pete's and did an untracked Pete's. Best run EVER for me in midwest. Best day ever in midwest and top 10 of all time for sure, maybe even top 5.

See ya next year Welch.