Mammoth Christmas

Mary and I spent Christmas up in Mammoth with my mother.

Since it is winter, and during winter we are supposed to ski, we decided to head to Mammoth Mountain for a little lift skiing despite the dearth of snow.
Our strategy was to get to the slopes early for the fresh corduroy and uncrowded slopes.

Fourth chair on Stump, Christmas morning!
Just to make things interesting and dork it up a bit, I skied my cross country skis (with edges and waxless pattern) and my old root beer T3 boots.

For the most part the groomer skiing was good solid fun.

Coverage was decent and there was little hard snow.
The early morning winter light was nice too.
Sheesh.
Besides the man made snow on the ski runs, there is very little snow elsewhere.

By 10:30 or 11:00 the place started getting busy, so we decided to call it a day and ride the gondola to the top for a little sight seeing.

The sights were grand, but depressingly dry.
We managed to get up early and skied Saturday, Sunday, and Monday mornings, enjoying the sensations of sliding on snow.

Merry Christmas!