The Pajarito web site says the area has lots of new snow, but it’s closed. Since I don’t need lifts on the split board, I head up anyway. When I get there I see a lot search and rescue vehicles. Someone tells me a snowboarder has been lost since yesterday, and to keep my eye out. I do, but I see nothing but nice snow. The top of the mountain is eerily quiet:
When I get down the light is fading, and still no sign of the lost snowboarder. I leave in a somber mood, thinking that a second night out will probably do him in, but after dark he’s rescued by a Blackhawk helicopter with infrared equipment.