With a pretty severely twisted ankle from the week before, last week looked to continue my ongoing summer trend. Illness, injury. Injury, illness. Injury, illness, injury. Sometimes life feels as if it’s just a few pages out of a dreary comic book.
Determined to keep the comic story rolling while simultaneously changing the setting, I figured I’d do a bunch of flat miles that would be relatively easy on the latest sore spot. Long flat mileage? Too much like golf. Boring. As Monday morning rolled around, I decided that heading up Hidden Peak would be a reasonable venture. Since it was downhill steps that seemed to bug the injury, I’d just head uphill and take the tram down. Snowbird, like Jackson Hole, offers free tram rides down for those who drag themselves to the summit.
This worked out so well that I made a week of it while the ankle got itself into a more normalized state. Two solo Continue reading ‘Physical Therapy Hill? 7X’
In my view, it’s one of the great tragedies of the outdoor sports world that ski areas end up closing off some of the most choice terrain. Sometimes this real estate is closed permanently – such as Jackson Hole’s Hourglass Couloir (since renamed Haas Couloir after Steve Haas perished in the line), and sometimes it’s simply closed a lot of the time, and open infrequently as ski patrol deems the conditions warrant. Alta’s Baldy Chutes or Snowbird’s Pipeline qualify as examples of the latter.
Here’s a fine example of the problem at hand – the highest terrain above looks appealing to me, while the apron (everything below the traverse line) gets skied out endlessly.
The tragedy exists in that Continue reading ‘Open Terrain (Answer 1 of 12)’
Today I witnessed a first: someone else was hefting a pair of skis in the Utah mountains, and I was not. Oh well. Summer doesn’t officially culminate until later, but, perhaps due to a childhood school schedule, I view summer as being June, July, and August. That in mind, there are two and a half weeks of ‘summer’ left. Get it while you can, because more interesting times are rapidly approaching.
Baldy summit cairn?
Rather than search for ever smaller pockets of snow in the Wasatch, I went for Continue reading ‘Visiting Sugarloaf, Baldy, and Hidden Peaks’