After our epic ski day at A-Basin on March 8th, I pulled up the weather forecast for the coming days to decide where to go next. I had planned to spend two nights in Park City before driving to Jackson, Wyoming, figuring that at least one of Alta, Snowbird, Park City, or Snowbasin would have a decent chance of receiving snow. But the weather forecast said Jackson would receive a proper dumping, so I drove north from Vail to Rock Springs, Wyoming, spent March 9th in another Hampton Inn, then drove the rest of the way to Jackson on the morning of March 10th. The timing couldn’t have been better. Jackson Hole received 11″ of snow overnight into the morning of March 11th and I was set for powder heaven. I booked an early tram half day lesson to beat the crowds to the best snow. Gramps, a Jackson Hole legend and fellow DC native, met met at the tram and we headed up to play in the snow. We hit Rendezvous Bowl first and I could hardly believe how deep the snow was — it felt like more than a foot.
Gramps is more than 6′ tall, and the snow is up to his knees. He has skied Jackson for the last 17 years, in addition to working a season as a heli guide in Valdez, Alaska and as a guide in Chamonix, France. He said nothing compared to Alaska, but that this snow was about as good as it ever gets. We skied down to the Sublette Chair and hit another couple of good powder runs before traversing over to the Hobacks.
Once we dropped in, we quickly found ourselves in acres of largely untouched powder. Gramps said that a lot of people probably thought the Hobacks would be rubbish because they start at a lower elevation than the runs off the tram at the top of the mountain. More fresh snow for us!
It was pure powder skiing bliss.
The last few hundred feet were not great, but it hardly mattered. We had already skied a ridiculous amount of amazing powder over the past few hours and our legs were just about shot. We headed back up the tram, found some more fresh turns on the edge of Rendezvous Bowl, traversed over to the Cirque.
The views from pretty much everywhere and in every direction on the mountain are amazing. We ripped down The Cirque and made our way back to the base to grab lunch and declare victory on a perfect powder day.