We've all heard about Steamboat's champagne powder that helped make Steamboat famous, but you can't always get a powder day, so what do you do if the snow's a couple days old? You head for the trees, preferably with a local guide.
I met up with Steamboat PR-ninja and Steamboat Springs local Loryn Kasten for a jaunt in to the threes in search of leftover powder scraps, and to see if these trees are all they're cracked up to be. Guess what? They're all they're cracked up to be:
Steamboat locals name the tree runs after the time in which they're best to ski, or at least that's what I was told. The little section we were skiing was nestled between the 2 o'clock and 3 o'clock trees. So it's called two-thirty trees. Makes sense to me. The trees here are almost perfectly spaced. Entries and exits are just tricky enough to find that it keeps the snow fresh and hides the goods for those who are willing to poke around to find it.
Loryn and I spun a few laps before it was time for her to go be a PR person, and for me to go play with guns. If you haven't been to steamboat, get here. We'll see you on the slopes, I'll know where to find you at 2:30...