Mts Mallory and Irvine

We clipped into our skis and I started down the steep snow field to see what the route entailed. After descending fifty feet I reached the rocks and was dismayed to see nothing but air on the other side. This was a dead end and a bad one.

Cloudripper

After talking a big game all season, Rafee finally found himself a ski touring setup and was looking to break in his new equipment.

Mt Morgan

First choice or second, the skiing was delightful. The slope was not as steep nor the snow as deep as I'd found the previous day in the Bloody Couloir, but perhaps it was all the more enjoyable!

Bloody Mountain

The snow was soft and wintry and deep! I left my jacket open, but snow was flying up into my face and into my jacket — who would have guessed there were faceshots to be had in April!?

Mt Tom

I had been leading the hike for the last two hours and when I crested this rise I jokingly shouted "oh no!" However, as I looked, I instantly regretted the joke. This was indeed a false summit, but the true summit was even further than I possibly could have guessed.

Candlelight Peak

Iris shouted up "Ooh! AJ's going for bonus points!" Apparently there was a much easier route down, but I was enjoying the climb and it seemed like the more complicated climbing was successfully distracting my mind from the pain in my legs.

Staghorn Peak

At sunrise, I stopped briefly to take a few photos and check the elevation. We had climbed 1,500 feet, and I tried not to think too hard on the fact that this meant we were only about one quarter of the way up the pass.