Christmas eve was one of the coldest ski days I have ever had at Breckenridge.
Despite the cold temperatures, My Dad and I braved the wind chill of negative twenty five and had powder soft runs all day.
The first run was half groomed, half untouched soft. Starting the day on peak seven’s rolling terrain was a nice warm-up on my G3 Rapid Transit telemark skis.
It wasn’t the nice foot of powder I would have liked; but it was drifting in some places close to 8 inches. This drifting also ment that some places had nothing but rock hard ice. “Variable conditions” would describe the day better than “powder” yet I was still able to find face shots.
The top of the T-Bar was so brutally cold that I could only take three trips up, with breaks in-between.
Being on Christmas eve, I managed to even find Santa on a lift. This was a great way to spend the day before Christmas for me.
Santa at Breckenridge
