As November approaches, the skiing in the lumpier parts south and west of the lake is not so good. I blame the absence of snow.
The hills further down the road held an added bonus this year. Weather. Flash flood alerts were broadcast, locals clutched their pearls, and some ran to higher ground. We turned on our wipers.
There was also some unskied flatness on Lucerne last week. Even with the cold water, 52°F last we checked, there was a measurable amount of regret for packing away the ski boat. In addition to regret, last week also held a warm-ish weekend, some awful golf (I want to blame the Tonka, but it was probably a curse or something), and an annual check of the extreme southwestern parts of Lucerne. The leaves are still on the trees here and, just in time for Halloween, chunks of the corpse of Hurricane Rachel are puddling the fields and potholes. Also, the ice-in contest is coming soon.
-Nemo had to turn the wipers to high for a time.