March 17, 2011
Ben took me n Rick up to ski the south face of Mount Superior about 5 years ago, on a day that was snowy, even blustery. I thought I was going to die.
But the skiing was so good I’ve wanted to go back ever since. I’ve since gone back. Except I skied the north side. And I don’t stare at the north side from my car (well, I guess I do from the Big Cottonwood Canyon road sometimes), I stare at the SOUTH side. It’s big. I did do the Suicide Chute last year, which is on the left shoulder of Superior.
Superior is cool. And it’s big:
North side to the right, gigantic south face to the left. Access up that itty bitty narrow ridge in the middle.
Steve does not like the look of that itty bitty ridge.
He likes it less now:
Close to the top:
Steve at the top, with the knife edgey south ridge behind his giant head:
The top with Monte Cristo in the background, a major destination in its own right:
For the likes of us, about 2 hours to the top. It’s a good hurt.
I have no pictures of the actual skiing. But that’s okay, right?
Because I have the magical Contour HD goggle cam! (That sentence so that I could use an exclamation point—one of my New Year’s Resolutions is to use more exclamation points!)
Without further ado, my magical superior tour video (no pun intended, because it’s not really very superior):