Too Good to Bother to Eat

When: Nov. 20, 2010

Chris and I shook out the cobwebs and remembered what it's like to break trail in and ride super deep snow yesterday in the Crystal Mountain backcountry.  We went in with the expectation that we'd be treading lightly and just poking around, but soon realized that rock skis wouldn't be necessary.  We stuck to (surprise) the loaded north-facing stuff and it was so good that we stayed until dark.  Deep trenches and faceshots all around. 

I seem to break lots of poles.  In this case I managed to lose the powder basket as well as its plastic attachment, resulting in a stabby-weapon.  WTF.  

The ride out on the rocky resort groomer was painful on quivering legs, but dinner at the Safeway in the 'claw tasted that much better for it.

Change of Season

Yep, it's that time of year.  The days are short, the rains have arrived, and the beer is dark and strong.  Sssshhhh, don't tell anyone, but I hear that there's some powder at ___   #$#@  ___.

Dorking around at Sunrise in June:

Boulder/Park Cleaver in a day in July (hot, I bonked):

Some hiking and climbing and swimming:

And now we're back to the first powder turns of the year on Oct. 26.  Here's to a siiiiiiiiiicckkk one.