Fresh Tracks. Untracked Corduroy
Post date: Monday, December 8, 2014 - 12:22pm
About: corduroy, Grizzly Peak Club, Hancock
While waiting for the next big snow storm at Red Lodge Mountain, we are enjoying more than just skiing laps. On Wednesdays and Sundays, the Grizzly Peak Club membership gives us the opportunity for fresh tracks on groomed runs. At 8 AM on the Triple Chair, we watched the full moon set behind...
Fresh Tracks. A New Season
Post date: Tuesday, November 25, 2014 - 10:21am
About: early season, conditioning, Turnpike
It looks and feels like ski season in Red Lodge. There's snow in the yards, ice on the streets, and ski gear in the shops. Looking up at Red Lodge Mountain from our driveway, we have watched the snow fill in on Barriers. Some nights we see the lights of snow makers. The Mountain is doing its...
Fresh Tracks. Last Tracks
Post date: Saturday, April 5, 2014 - 10:54am
About: one more run, Big Bear Gulch, Headwaters, Lower Buckin' chute, great snow year, "It was epic."
At the end of a great snow year on Red Lodge Mountain, we are less concerned about improving our skills and more concerned about skiing one more run.
This season I have talked with visitors from North Dakota, South Dakota, Minnesota, Manitoba, Saskatchewan, Maine, Michigan, Wisconsin, and...
Fresh Tracks. Spring Skiing
Post date: Wednesday, March 26, 2014 - 10:55am
About: spring skiing, Bump Season, Hellroaring, Thompson's, french fries, The Stube
Town folks are complaining, "When will we be finished with shoveling all this snow? When will spring really arrive?" Spring in Red Lodge lasts into June with heavy snowstorms and killing frosts. In the last thaw, our tulips poked up. Now they're under a snowbank.
We took a road trip to...
Fresh Tracks. The Naming of Runs
Post date: Wednesday, March 5, 2014 - 2:34pm
About: challenge, ski all the named runs, how runs get their names, "Skiing Red Lodge", HFNT, Talus Area
Two years ago we set out to ski all the named runs on Red Lodge Mountain in one season. I have a history of standing at the top of ominously named runs, asking that old boyfriend, "Are you sure I can ski this?" This was his idea, and I reluctantly agreed, fearing the unknown, but sensing the...