HuntersEmma57
Ski Diva Extraordinaire
I just found my new favorite mountain, Grand Targhee, but it comes with challenges. A common nickname for Grand Targhee is Grand Foggee. The top of the mountain is often mired in clouds with very high winds on the ridges and it snows. A lot. We found feet of new snow when other resorts in the Intermountain West had been skiing rocks.
For the entire 4 days of storm skiing, we never saw the top clear.
I struggled with fleeting bouts of vertigo and went down hard at the top - I simply lost orientation and tipped over. The terrain at the top of the lifts is wide open with only a few sporadic pine trees that were completely snow packed and whited out as well. But since it took about 5 minutes to get to wind cover and the ability to see improves, we skied it. On repeat.
Spouse suggested I "gently, but purposefully" drag my uphill pole to get tactile feedback on my speed and even on the pitch. I went from squinting to feeling the mountain.
We were already skiing slowly, but keeping the snow basket in the snow also gave me feedback on completing my turns which is critical to managing speed. I started to feel my way down and could keep my eyes fixed on my spouse's vivid orange coat and was able to relax. Also, I don't look up - that seems to set my gyroscope off.
Honestly, it felt empowering and magical and I had the best powder day of my life. The trees were feet deep in fresh with snow blowing over my shoulders with almost every turn. And GT has some really long, consistently steep drops. I'm still replaying the day in my mind. PEAK experience.
For the entire 4 days of storm skiing, we never saw the top clear.
I struggled with fleeting bouts of vertigo and went down hard at the top - I simply lost orientation and tipped over. The terrain at the top of the lifts is wide open with only a few sporadic pine trees that were completely snow packed and whited out as well. But since it took about 5 minutes to get to wind cover and the ability to see improves, we skied it. On repeat.
Spouse suggested I "gently, but purposefully" drag my uphill pole to get tactile feedback on my speed and even on the pitch. I went from squinting to feeling the mountain.
We were already skiing slowly, but keeping the snow basket in the snow also gave me feedback on completing my turns which is critical to managing speed. I started to feel my way down and could keep my eyes fixed on my spouse's vivid orange coat and was able to relax. Also, I don't look up - that seems to set my gyroscope off.
Honestly, it felt empowering and magical and I had the best powder day of my life. The trees were feet deep in fresh with snow blowing over my shoulders with almost every turn. And GT has some really long, consistently steep drops. I'm still replaying the day in my mind. PEAK experience.
Maybe they GPS'd it. Luckily I had my old neon yellow Spyder jacket w/me. I saw those conditions reduce a number of peeps to tears, they were so frightened.