some days are better than others
February 2, 2009
But it works for Saturday too.
Six guys, all from the same neighborhood, get up at 4:30 on a Saturday morning to hike up a hill just across the street from two world class ski resorts that have all sorts of fancy contraptions to get you to the top WITHOUT walking.
And yet, I think we got the better deal.
Mount Superior from the Church, we skinned to Pole Line Pass and as far along the ridge as we could, then booted to the summit. We dropped the north chute off the top, down into Cardiac Bowl, then lapped the sumbitch cuz it was so good. Then we skinned back up to the ridge and skied Little Superior down to the road.
It was, in a word, spectacular.
When the skinning got steep:
We switched to booting:
Which was also steep:
This is me. Do you think skis have changed much since you were a kid? I look like Buzz Lightyear, about to fall with style.
Mark ends his long nightmare (he’s not fond of exposure) and finally summits:
Jon contemplates the entry:
Rick trying to get the poster shot:
Even the finishing south face was great. I feel like I stole something:
I crossed the road to Snowbird, met Kim and Holden, and skied till 4pm.
Some days are truly better than others.