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2nd Annual Baconfest Pictorial

‘I used to have trouble choking down the pills I have to take for controlling my cholesterol, but it’s a lot easier now that I wrap them in bacon.’ ~ Brad Simanek

Baconfest 2012 summit.

You know the score. In one of Utah’s less vegan friendly style outings, friends, and strangers who became friends, again met up in the Uintas to score some summit bacon on Bald Mountain. This year, the festivities probably marked some people’s last ski/board day of the year. The snow is thin, and receding rapidly. However, as a present for late season dedication, the snow gods saw fit to drop some fresh on the mountains before we arrived.

We let the snow turn to soup while bacon fried in any of four or five fry pans. No matter. It’s only once every belly is full of bacon that movement from the summit is encouraged. 12 people summited, down one from last year. Pretty good considering winter was a fading memory for a lot of people by about March this year. Here’s the day in pictures.

Only one less summiter than last year, but a lot less vehicles. Carpooling was in effect this year.

Hammond weeded out nearly everyone by putting in a booter that was pretty steep for the last few feet. For my part, I got to practice one ‘partner arrest’ as Zach lost his footing and came sliding down. It’s a day of bacon, but eating it all isn’t the biggest challenge..

Phil getting the treatment on the Bald Mountain express route.

Someone even brought a themed snowboard. Rockin’.

In the tasty bacon department, these guys won with Applewood smoked. Yum.

Mark Hammond demonstrates one of the lesser, but varied, Whippet functions – the bacon spear.

Cindy Lou Grant follows suit.

Gettin’ small on the summit.

There are views to be seen in every direction.

…of lakes and mountains.

 

At some point, we headed down, walking over to the launching-in point.

Phil launched in with this cornice 360. Action captured by Mark Hammond.

After a short section of skiing, there was some down climbing involved on the descent.

And still more downclimbing.

Mikell Bova turns it following one of several rocky cruxes.

No matter their route of descent, everyone got to ski above some cliffs this year, due to the low snow coverage. Here, Kyle gets his chance. Good times!

 

99% of Life is Just Showing Up

My steep skiing dreams in the Wasatch have been shelved virtually since the season began. They’ve been relegated to mental shelf space between such volumes as This Game of Ghosts by Joe Simpson, and Surely You’re Joking, Mr. Feynman! by Richard P. Feynman. I like odd characters – that’s no statement on my ski partners – and Simpson and Feynman both qualify in their own ways. Suddenly, I digress.

Swain finds a pocket of soft amongst the affected goods.

Swain in his element.

No matter. Back on track. This is about how 99% of life happens just by showing up. Although Natures’ snow making machinery was broken throughout December for Wasatch riders, Ullr’s strike did not spill over to Continue reading ’99% of Life is Just Showing Up’

Hellgate Couloir Solo

Somewhere along the way I’ve seen a quote by Andrew McLean (of the famed McClean* turn), the gist of which was, ’90% of ski descents that involve a rappel aren’t worth doing twice.’ Whether I wanted to find out the validity of that statement or not, I found myself in the Hellgate Couloir again, solo, two days after my last visit with Jason. That’s because one of the things no one in the ski mountaineering world wants to occur, happened on the first visit: the ropes – 2 joined 60 meter jobbies – got stuck on the final rappel and wouldn’t pull down. Neither end would budge a centimeter, with plenty of joint effort from several angles. Had this happened in a place where I was using a smaller rope, I might have let the situation end with the loss of a rope and called it a day.

A longer, possibly easier route in red, with a more direct route in blue. Green is where ya ski. Letters indicate where there are anchors.

But with two full length ropes stuck up there in one shot, leaving them to rot wasn’t a happy thought. Worse, one wasn’t mine – it was borrowed. Worse still as I later learned Continue reading ‘Hellgate Couloir Solo’

Seeing it, Skiing it

One of the things that I enjoy about backcountry skiing is that it brings with it a sense of freedom, encapsulated by the quote, ‘If You Can See It, You Can Ski It.’ For myself, and many of those that play in the untamed mountains, this quote is part of what drives our backcountry lust. Where skiing is concerned, there’s little that’s more satisfying than being able to look at a random mountain, then deciding on the spot that that is the place you’re going to make turns. Seeing it is half the battle – one must envision their descent before all else. Figuring out how to approach it safely, etc, is all part of the other half. Skiing it is the last half. (That’s a lot of halves..)

Much of the time, this entire process is made easier by the fact that the mountain in question is commonly skied. There’s often a skin track in existence to point the way, as well as a lot of information to be had about the route.

The line as spied from below.

For reasons that have to do with Continue reading ‘Seeing it, Skiing it’

The Best Post I’ve Read

A lot of very experienced mountain folks dispense some of their knowledge and skill via the ‘net. Over the course of time, I’ve perused numerous articles by a variety of writers, often with the aim of gleaning beta that will improve upon the ski experience. In thinking about the best one, or the one that made the greatest impact or had the most positive influence, it wasn’t really a toss-up. One was the winner hands down.

It’s my favorite, not because it revolves around fortune cookie fortunes – which I used to collect and frequently re-read, and of which I still have handfuls in a box somewhere – but because I’ve found the message to be exactly right. In the article, Andrew McLean writes on straightchuter.com about how one gets themselves into many, large adventures which are ultimately life-enriching. It might seem Continue reading ‘The Best Post I’ve Read’

Owen Spalding (from the Upper Saddle) on the Grand Teton

Owen Spalding’s finger of snow from the Lower Saddle. Grand Teton is to the right, the Enclosure is to the left. The Needle is in the center of the photo.

Once again partnering with David Yogg for what would turn out to be another icy ski descent in Grand Teton National Park, I was reminded that wind, ice, and cold seem to attend when we pair up for Teton mountaineering.  Aiming to ski the Owen Spalding, we found it chilly and windy immediately upon arriving at the Grand’s 13,160 foot Upper Saddle on June 21, 2010, and my first move was to find a wind shelter behind a large rock.  Soon, I was shivering in my Rei Mistral softshell pants and Cloudveil Serendipity softshell jacket, neither of which I’d paired with much underneath – only a short-sleeved wool shirt between the two, for all practical purposes.  These two pieces of outerwear coupled with well selected base layers keep me warm while moving in virtually any conditions – however, motionless, I was quickly beginning to freeze.  The day’s plan as conceived – Light and Fast – had not called for Continue reading ‘Owen Spalding (from the Upper Saddle) on the Grand Teton’