A return to BWC area yielded an easier access to the snow, however this time I travelled to the far end of the bowl to ski the patches yonder. Bad choice. Perhaps one of the worst ski days ever! I felt like I'd never been on skis before due to extremely erratic suncups. Skied 3 patches, 2 of which sucked, the third of which was actually halfway decent (3 is a magic number afterall).
“The best place in the world to ski is where you’re skiing that day.” — Warren Miller
