It's been a few years since we went to Oktoberfest at Snowbird, but our friends Wendy and Troy invited us and we couldn't say no. The drive up the canyon is an event in and of itself. Beautiful golden aspens, red maples, and orange oaks line the road, which snakes up through Little Cottonwood Canyon. Towering granite walls are studded with silvery ropes of water streaming from upper glacial valleys. The icing on the German chocolate cake though is the view from the top of Hidden Peak, which we enjoyed after lunch of bratwurst, sauerkraut, German potato salad, pickles, and garlic fries.
After gorging ourselves on food from the motherland (mine and Troy's anyway), we hopped on the tram and were whisked to 10,992' Hidden Peak, where it was a brisk 52˚. We snapped some pictures and gawked at the views into Little Cottonwood to the north, Heber to the east, Salt Lake City to the west, and Mineral Basin to the south. We hiked down into Mineral Basin so we could walk through the tunnel to the Peruvian Chair, which we rode back down to the resort. My husband and I got more beer, this time a stein of Uinta Black Bier (earlier, we got Rooster's Oktoberfest), and we all enjoyed chocolate-drizzled Belgian waffles on sticks. So good.