Nature’s art. The camera is incidental.
When it comes to skiing, ideas can be both a blessing and a curse. They’re good because decent ideas can help keep skiing fresh. They’re evil because if you’re anything like me, every time you look at a peak, a handful of couloirs, or even a mountain range, a lot of ideas pop into your head. That in itself is great; the evil part is that the ideas tend to multiply exponentially faster than it’s possible to get them done.
The idea to link up Lone Peak via the south end and Box Elder via the Northeast ridge just appeared in my head the other day while standing on the South summit of Lone. You know, because Box Elder just looks so close from that angle. For non-SLC locals, combining these two peaks, plus some extra skinning to avoid getting cliffed out late in the day, probably provided 3,500 feet of vertical gain, plus or minus 6,000 feet. I screwed up the GPS so sadly have no mileage to offer. My guess would be 20.
On Wednesday, I headed out solo and joined the two massifs with many small steps, and some ski turns. Make that a whole lot of ski turns. In keeping with the notion presented in the first paragraph, getting this done was great. But, it kept me from doing other things that have been on my mind for far longer.
And, evilly, I got more Continue reading ‘Lone Peak to Box Elder’
Here’s a ski day that was about covering ground rather than skiing the steeps, although there were a few steep turns here and there. The weather and the snowpack are combining nicely to make these sort of traveling days a reality, as it’s quite hard to cover substantial mountain terrain when there’s deep powder everywhere. Oh, the story of 2011.
Looking back at the Pfeifferhorn from Lightning Ridge.
There was only thing more surprising than forgetting to bring any food today; I didn’t have so much as a pack of GU Chomps with me. That surprise was the number of people I saw – get ready for it – in the Wasatch mountains and foothills. Who would have guessed? There were at least forty, if not fifty. And not one of them had a pair of skis, although Continue reading ‘White Pine to Bell’s Canyon Traverse’
Jon Swain was interested in getting out to ski and was open to suggestions. I laid out a fun one – we were celebrating an American military success, after all. The day’s efforts basically covered the White Pine Basin: landing Red Stack, Red Baldy, White Baldy, and Lake Peak on our journey.
Red is up, green is down. Red Stack led to…
..The rest of the White Pine Basin.
Following the months-long deluge of snow, today was a gift. Virtually cloudless, nearly zero wind, cold enough that we only watched one cornice heat up and break off next to Jon. All of that led to stable snow that, once off the very tops of the peaks, was a powder heaven.
After yet another premium, untouched Continue reading ‘White Pine Basin Peak Linkup’