After firmly hanging up my skis and putting away my ski boots following final turns on July 4th, the shoes came out. With them came three main goals for the non-ski months.
One. Strengthen my obvious weak areas. I wrote about this in an article earlier in the year. It seems nonsensical to me to continue strengthening one’s strongest areas while the weak areas fall further behind. Much time was spent raising my areas of weakest competency into something hopefully better than simply ‘moderately weak’ skills. As Autumn breezes flit through the trees, my smile is wide knowing that there’s been substantial progress in that endeavor. Room for improvement, always, but much skill attained.
Two. Stand atop the twenty highest summits in the Wasatch. With a short season in shoes compared to what I aim for in ski boots – skiing pretty early until quite late season, coupled with Point One above, I didn’t want to bite off more than I could chew. Peak bagging 20 local summits in relatively close proximity to my home seemed reasonable. As it turned out, I landed more than 60 summits either en route to or independently of (and including) the tallest 20, in shoes, after hanging up the ski gear. In three months.
Three. Increase volume. Nearly everyone I’ve described this point to has Continue reading ‘Summiting the 20 Highest Peaks in the Wasatch’
White Baldy at sunrise.
Fall colors at their finest.
Kissing trees - one has made its way all the way across the trail to touch another!
Spotted a moose on the ascent..
Walking up to the lake.
Relaxing in Fits socks on the descent from the summit. Lake Peak visible in the near distance, above White Pine Lake.
Got on top of White Baldy’s South Summit last Tuesday, following a hike to White Pine Lake where my lady and I set up the tent for a peaceful camping night. The lake is incredibly low at the moment, but that didn’t take away from Continue reading ‘White Baldy South Summit and Camping at White Pine Lake’
It's not quite the same as being there in winter, but the Pfieff summit is a sweet place in any season. A Minus33 merino wool baselayer like I'm wearing is also sweet in all seasons!
Got on top of the Pfiefferhorn with a friend on Friday, and though I vastly prefer the skiing the Pfieff has to offer, I was pleased to again be on the summit in perfect conditions, which is a far cry from some experiences. This day out was nearly windless, with not a cloud in the sky, and temperatures were perfect for some hours of moving. In addition, the colors were sublime – although I regard Fall as a perpetual teaser before the joys of winter snow arrive, in thinking such, I often forget just how pretty the mountains are when they’re bathed in Continue reading ‘Hiking the Pfiefferhorn’
Sometimes, when you plot out an adventure, everything goes right except for one item. This time around, that one item was snow – lots and lots of snow. Here at tetonsandwasatch, snow is rarely moaned about, but there have been exceptions besides the following! A storm on September 9th blanketed Grand Teton National Park in 2-14 inches of snow, wreaking havoc on Light and Fast plans to pull off a double marathon length route on foot with the day’s partner, John Maxey, on September 11th.
As we departed the car, the best news was that it wasn't really, really cold at 26 degrees.
At this point - a few miles in - I actually believed the snow would burn off somewhat during the day. Huh. Photo by John Maxey.
Continue reading ‘Teton Snow Wreaks Havoc on Double Marathon Attempt’
Just had a quick trip to Jackson and Grand Teton National Park from Salt Lake City – seemingly one of the few who made the journey but was not involved in any way with LotoJa, the Logan to Jackson road bike race. More details to follow, but in the meantime, it’s worth sharing a picture of the snow and clear skies…
The Grand Teton looms over all peaks in the Teton range.
The four, shot from a distance. To be fair, Molly, in the back of the line, was most often leading the pack.
The day's gang.
Got out with some old friends and some new acquaintances on Sunday for a hike to Desolation Lake. Relatively uneventful, although in a group setting, I’m always reminded that everyone has their own speed and motivations. Being in the mountains need not always be about squeezing another second off one’s ascent time, although setting goals is not a bad thing in any way..
Along the way, we saw about a dozen mountain bikers descending – and only three ascending, plenty of day hikers, some snow, and the Incredible Continue reading ‘Desolation Lake hike’