Grim. Grim is one word to describe the post apocalyptic conditions of the greater Salt Lake City area. A strong ridge of high pressure has set-up an invisibly strong barer to clear and clean weather. The smog-or as the weather people on the news refer to it as, ''haze'', has become that of thick lung soup.

I drove up to Solitude and busted through the depressive conditions at around-guessing-sixty-five hundo'feet. It just keeps creeping up further and further and coming earlier every winter; it's a good thing there is no such thing as the Green House Effect-note the sarcasm.

Throwing my board onto the snow, I notice the thick crowd of people-many with Southern drawls. Families are here for their Festivus vacations, and that's cool... but the crowds, in general kind of bug.

I drop my board onto the snow, and ride down hitting some smallish wall hits; ollies, methods, b/s 180's... mellow stuff to feel out the snow. And guess what?! It was icy as hell! I was bummed, no one to ride with today and total shit conditions. I rode over the mirrored steal to Honeycomb Canyon and hiked out a couple of hundred yards to Black Bees. It's a short, off-axis pitch that has some ok pow slashes but nothing epic. I hit three slashes and then it was meeting point of ''tracks out'' to the Honeycomb Return Road. The Road was fucking horrific; gnarled rutted, ice in flat light! One thing I have noticed about Solitude (compared to The Canyons) is that the sunlight fades more quickly, thus the conditions pack-down more quickly for the worse-or so it seems. The Road back to Eagle Express was brutal-and it put me in a shitty mood. Wanting to quit when I got to Eagle, I met-up with Mike. We took one run and went to his car and had a beer.

I am so fed-up with the lack of snow, I have actually gone to work. I hope this weather changes-it's supposed to have snowed five to eight inches today (not a lot, but we'll take it). Looking forward to riding with friends when I get back from PDX.

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Yay, look at this shit snow. They should call this section Poubelle Bowl.

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Looking down into Poubelle Bowl. Looks way better than what it was.

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It almost looks good, right? It's not! That's why it's currently being called Poubelle Bowl, you fool!