Fresh powder

Today we woke up with the intention of making it to Solitude early.

We head to the car, with all our gear.  Ryan wanted to go yesterday to avoid a snowstorm that hit last night.  I had already reserved yesterday for driving an hour away to see "Ice Castles" in Midway, Utah.  The castles underwhelmed us.  They were cool, sure, but the whole thing could fit in a front yard, and children were everywhere.  In the middle of the daycare-style chaos, there was a high fashion photo shoot going on.  We caught one of the models taking a pouty-lipped selfie when the photographer was through with her.

But I digress - we get in the car, with the intention of driving to the ski resort.  No dice.  There is a cop at the mouth of the canyon making sure anyone going up has either 4WD or chains.  We have neither.  

Ok, we will have to take the bus.  Of course, we have no cash, so we drive home, grab cash, drive back, park a few blocks away from the station and carry all our stuff with us to wait.

The bus arrives, the people ahead of us get on, we do not.  "I'm afraid we don't have any more room, sorry guys, the next shuttle is in one hour and 15 minutes."  Ryan leaves me and our skis at the station and walks back to get the car.  

He picks me up, we load our skis back into the car.  To Wal-Mart we go to buy chains so we can drive up.  But wait, the gift card is at home.  We stop home (again) to get the gift card, and head on to Wal-Mart.

We get to the automotive section and find the chains.  The clerk shows us a chart.  "Just look for your tire code and it will tell you what size chains you need."  Of course we have no idea what kind of tires we have.  Ryan goes back out to the car while I try to look up Honda Fit Sport tires online on slow Salt Lake 3G.

He comes back, we figure out what chains we need.  

They are out.

We call the Wal-Mart in Sandy.  

Out.

We debate going to an auto parts store or just calling it quits and ordering the chains online for next time.  We can't decide.  A coin is flipped.  Heads - we give it up.  Tails - go find chains.

It was heads.

The saddest part is that we bought a pass that is only good today - separate from our other package.  75 bucks down the drain.