Today I woke up to my mom running into me and my sisters room yelling, who wants to go skiing? Immediately I was up, ready to get my gear on and head out. When I stepped out of my room, I knew right away it was going to be a good day. The skies were cloudless and we had gotten about a foot of new snow over the night. We had not seen the sky in two days because we have been getting about a foot or more of snow each day. All of the resorts except for one were closed for the past two days so that meant that La Tour, had gotten about 3 feet of untracked powder on the backside. Immediately I opened my computer to look at which resorts were open. I found that La Tour was planning on opening the backside up at around noon. The front side was going to be open at 9:30. We got ready as fast as we could, our plan was to head up and ski the front side until around 11:30 when we would head over to the backside to try to get first tracks over there.
When we got to the resort we grabbed a bubble lift up and were about to leave the station, when the lift stopped. After the lift stopped two guys decided that there was enough space in the bubble lift for six people. When we got to the summit we tightened our boots and headed down for our first run. The snow was amazing it was about knee deep and nice and soft. After getting down our first run my dad saw that a pull lift on the other side of the resort was running and we decided to head over there to ski in the sun. When we got to the top of the pull lift, something amazing happened. We saw people skiing down the run on the backside, we immediately looked to the person that was running the lift that was on the backside and saw that that he was putting out a sign that said that the lift was open.
We started skiing down the run, the powder was light and fluffy and we sunk to about our knees in the snow. After skiing down a ways, my mom told us that we should split up and meet back at lodge for lunch. We didn't argue and headed off. We were riding up the lift looking at the best places to ski, a pillow drop that I have been looking at the whole time that we have been here finally looked like it had enough snow to drop. We skied down to it and I dropped in on it.
When we did the run a couple more times then my dad went down to film me again and he spotted a line that involved me dropping like five feet onto a pillow then skiing down. I dropped in, did a couple of turns and jumped over the pillow. When I landed slammed my knee into my face but I still stayed on my feet until I was past the camera. I didn't know where I hit my face first because the back of my head hurt just as much as the front. When the pain subsided I turned to look at my line. Me and my dad estimate that it was about 18-20 feet of air.
We skied down to the lodge to meet up with Lea and my mom. When we got there we had lunch and headed out again. My mom and my sister went and skied the front side while me and my dad went to ski the backside. After a little bit the weather worsened and snow started to fly. After a couple more runs in the trees we decided to call it a day and head back. When we got back to the apartment we found my mom and my sister. My parents went out to dinner while me and my sister stayed in and watched a movie.