Mammoth
Originally posted to RohJuh.com on Jan 25, 2004.
Not many pictures on this trip and even less (zero) from another Mammoth trip (Doug, Sean, Judy, and myself) two weekends prior (the one where we couldn’t get the key to work in the front door).
For this trip, only Patty, Judy, and myself ended up going. Brian had planned to go as well, but had to drop out because of work commitments. The drive up was mostly uneventful, although we almost ran out of gas in the long gap after Kramer Junction.
After the big dump in December, Mammoth hadn’t gotten much snow, if any, since. Conditions were not the greatest – hard pack and a bit of ice in some places. Worse, the crowds were terrible! People really need to stop breeding like rabbits! Despite the conditions, we did find some good runs such as Lower Dry Creek Canyon, and much to my delight, we found a great little terrain park next to the Unbound Main Park.
Eric and a group of 20+ were also in Mammoth that weekend, but strangely, we did not see any of them on the slopes. That evening, we were all pretty pooped so we just decided to eat in. I picked up some food (and also getting myself slightly lost along the way) from Matsu, a local Japanese restaurant, and we ate dinner while watching Agassi defeat Srichiphan. Patty was enamored by that name as she could not help but to utter “Srichiphan Srichiphan Srichiphan” whenever the announcer mentioned that name.
The theme song for the trip was likely Detachable Penis by King Missile. Despite having an interesting theme song, the snow conditions did not improve. We woke up on Sunday all feeling really tired. The weather was better this day – the sun was out so it was probably warmer than the day before. However, it did not snow at all the evening so condition were likely the same or worse. We made a calculated decision to just head home. Are we getting old or what?
So it was a short trip and quite a way to drive for one day of riding. Oh well. I was lazy with the camera so didn’t get many pics/vids.
Not many pictures on this trip and even less (zero) from another Mammoth trip (Doug, Sean, Judy, and myself) two weekends prior (the one where we couldn’t get the key to work in the front door).
For this trip, only Patty, Judy, and myself ended up going. Brian had planned to go as well, but had to drop out because of work commitments. The drive up was mostly uneventful, although we almost ran out of gas in the long gap after Kramer Junction.
After the big dump in December, Mammoth hadn’t gotten much snow, if any, since. Conditions were not the greatest – hard pack and a bit of ice in some places. Worse, the crowds were terrible! People really need to stop breeding like rabbits! Despite the conditions, we did find some good runs such as Lower Dry Creek Canyon, and much to my delight, we found a great little terrain park next to the Unbound Main Park.
Eric and a group of 20+ were also in Mammoth that weekend, but strangely, we did not see any of them on the slopes. That evening, we were all pretty pooped so we just decided to eat in. I picked up some food (and also getting myself slightly lost along the way) from Matsu, a local Japanese restaurant, and we ate dinner while watching Agassi defeat Srichiphan. Patty was enamored by that name as she could not help but to utter “Srichiphan Srichiphan Srichiphan” whenever the announcer mentioned that name.
The theme song for the trip was likely Detachable Penis by King Missile. Despite having an interesting theme song, the snow conditions did not improve. We woke up on Sunday all feeling really tired. The weather was better this day – the sun was out so it was probably warmer than the day before. However, it did not snow at all the evening so condition were likely the same or worse. We made a calculated decision to just head home. Are we getting old or what?
So it was a short trip and quite a way to drive for one day of riding. Oh well. I was lazy with the camera so didn’t get many pics/vids.
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