Today was day 50 and my LAST day of the season. I didn't intend to ski today so as a result, I didn't wax my skis. HUGE mistake. We got about 4 inches of HEAVY WET snow last night at Sugarloaf. While that sounds great, the truth of the matter is that it left a layer of heavy wet snow that I couldn't turn on which was just getting pushed around into piles (not quite what I would call moguls). I couldn't even snow plow down the hill it was so bad. I cannot recall ever being frightened about my own personal safety... and I've been skiing a bunch of gnarly diamond and double diamond trails but today's conditions take the cake. I was really concerned that I'd end up with an ACL tear.
I'm sure if I'd waxed my skis last night it would have been a LOT better. But since I didn't and I had zero control over my skis, I had a scary ride down the hill. I couldn't even snow plow. When I got to a green flat section, I was convinced that at any moment I would blow my knee out. the wet snow kept grabbing my skis and lurching me forward. Then I'd pick up speed briefly, only to be yanked on by the wet snow, which again lurched me forward. I feel like I walked away from a car accident It was that bad.
Frankly, I've never skied in worst conditions in my life. I can ski in the ice. I can ski in corn snow (who can't right?) and mashed potatoes. I can ski in packed powder and I can ski in moderate powder. I cannot ski in what I would describe as wet cement that would slide around and keep you from turning your skis and just as often grab my UNWAXED skis, throwing me off balance. I finished my single run and went home.
The worst part is that I've been skiing so well over the last 1.5 months in the mogul fields and I now feel like today set me back as it is my last day for the year. Shitty way to finish the season. I literally felt like it was my first day ever skiing. It was terrible.
The next time my wife says to me "do you REALLY need to leave right now to get #50 in", I'll still probably reply "YES". However, I'm going to carefully consider my decision. Then again, maybe next year I'll be shooting for 60. Oh well, time to bust out the mountain bikes and fishing gear!