Every year is different. But apart from issues of climate change and global warming, it wasn't much of a winter by Alaska standards. Dense rain to at least 1000 feet for almost two weeks in March damaged the snow base for skiing and training and racing. The low rain and high snow ultimately built and then triggered a massive and destructive avalanche on the front of Max's Mountain. The slide deposited debris - dirt, tree limbs, rocks - between the Waterfall and the Cabbage Patch and stripped the skiable snow; the resort closed the lower Bowl for all non-racers for three weeks.
Grim view of the slide:
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There was some snow, but not much where it mattered. A big snow year in Breckenridge covered this skylight. Fifteen inches a night on several nights. Where was Alyeska's snow? In Breckenridge?
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Meanwhile, the snow everywhere else in Anchorage simply disappeared. There was no March Breakup; by late March there were only a few patches of snow in yards. Only high on the Inlet mountains was it still white.
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There was sun over the Inlet, harbinger of better times.
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Tidal currents striated the Inlet flats.
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Sun was warm enough for flowers inside. Almost like Spring.
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After a lifetime of mainly expressing myself with words, my postings here will mainly rely on images. They will speak for themselves to some extent, but I'll usually add a few comments of explanation. I've taken photographs for decades, since the 1950's, inspired in part by my father's photographic skill. Four years of photo assignments and quality darkroom time eventually gave way to decades of casual and family picture-taking. I re-immersed myself when I left film and turned to digital.