What better thing to do on the third longest day of the year than to go skiing! Some call it harvesting corn, corn snow that is, 'cause it has the texture of unpopped popcorn. I'm calling it a memorial ski because the last two years my good friend Brad invited me to go ski this basin with him. I said i was too busy n worn out. Well, sadly he's not with us anymore but I decided this spring to go skiing with him.
It's a nice spot. You can see the peak on the right from my home.