We arrived in the Snowbird parking with a sense of accomplishment and relief. We left Vermont at 9 pm on Friday evening and showed up in Utah a mere 41 hours later. We were sort of rested from our car based slumber in Cheyenne and mostly clean from the fine water of Little America. Excitement quickly wiped away all other feelings, we were not just here to visit, we were here to snowboard in May. Epic

Packing a car with snowboard gear, camping gear and Becks can get a bit, um, messy. Somewhere Vaughn is shaking his head.

I take pictures of cars at ski areas regardless of my vehicle, but that Fiesta does look extra spiff.

The view as you exit the tram.

The scene as you exit the tram.

Looking in a different direction

Jen enjoying her first day riding in the West. She was a bit intimidated at first but was slashing and ripping by the end of the day.

Obligatory lift photo.

The backside of the Bird, Mineral Basin. The snow was in decent condition considering the time of the year. It was a bit sticky at times, fast at others.

Salt Lake City in the distance

Insert what has two thumbs joke here.

Day over, maxing apres with a tall 3.2.

Jen was all done, kaput.

Day over.