The Great Un-winter

Utah’s winters suck. Temperatures well below freezing and blizzards that make driving terrifying are all part of the package. But, as we Utahans recently discovered, not having a winter sucks even more than suffering through one. I am referring to our last encounter with those months that should have had us cursing Mother Nature’s frigidity. Instead, pleasantness was present and snow was absent. It was bizarre and distressing and for snowboarding it was catastrophic. And yet…

When reflected off fresh powder, sunshine is all the sweeter.
When reflected off fresh powder, sunshine is all the sweeter.
Smiles go with boarding even when it's too cold to see them.
Smiles go with boarding even when it’s too cold to see them.
I was coming out of deep powder. That's all I have to say about this awkward pose.
I was coming out of deep powder. That’s all I have to say about this awkward pose.

Jason and I went snowboarding exactly five times this season, our lowliest amount in years. We were ever ready to go but it’s a bit tricky to snowboard without snow. However, all was not lost. We did have a few good storms and Jason and I hit every single one of those. Like crazed kids at a carnival, we gorged ourselves on powder whenever it presented itself yet walked away from the season feeling rather unsatisfied.

The snow sculptures Brighton builds every year are always fun.
The snow sculptures Brighton builds every year are always fun.
Strange things are met on the slopes, like my husband.
Strange things are met on the slopes, like my husband.
I was detectably moving here, I promise.
I was detectably moving here, I promise.

I hope our next winter deserves its accustomed loathing. You can say the climate hasn’t changed but it sure looks like it’s wearing a different outfit to me.

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