mayday in little cottonwood canyon
May 3, 2010
As Kim has pointed out to me, May usually means Spring, ribbons, sunshine, and dancing around a Maypole.
Okay, we almost never dance around Maypoles.
But last week, nature threw us a curve, and Little Cottonwood got 60 inches of snow from Wednesday to Sunday. I don’t know how much is a lot of snow where you live, but 60 inches is a lot, even in these parts.
So while Mark went south to ride his bike, Rick and Jon went west to race bikes, and Mike slept in, Ben, Wonder Twin Rob, and I headed up Little Cottonwood Canyon to see what several feet of fresh in May looked like.
Ben had been eyeing a cliff band that dropped into Cardiff between Holy Toledo and the Hallway for a while, and told us, as he put it, “I think something goes through up there.” Very comforting words.
Here we are climbing up Flagstaff. The snow was great, visibility was marginal. But with awesome snow, who needs to see?
Artsy Rob camera shots on Flagstaff ridge.
On the point between Cardiff, LCC, Toledo, and Days:
So as we dropped down the hanging snowfield above the cliffs, not knowing where a proper line went cleanly through, Rob got impatient, and headed down.
And ended up here:
No problem, right? Just toss your skis over the edge, and downclimb. All in a day’s work.
Ben quickly discovered the actual chute, ski cut it, and skied it. Here’s me following:
The snow was pretty good. Did I mention, several feet of fresh?
Ben posing on the climb back up to Little Superior:
The fog rolled in something fierce for our exit out Little Superior. The snow was awesome, visibility was, well, there was none. Rob got vertigo I think.
But the skiing was not so bad:
I did take some video, though with visibility not so great, and my hand all frostbitten and whatnot, I didn’t get too much. What I like about the video is it shows the spot where Rob drops early, and Ben quickly decides the chute must be a little farther over. Sorry Rob.
A good day in the mountains. I don’t think we’re done yet.