Leavitt Peak

As I exited the couloir, I made a hard right to try to get as close to the PCT as possible, but the combination of large suncups and embedded rocks made for difficult skiing. Linking turns was difficult because I never knew when the next suncup might be five feet deep or have a rock in the bottom of it!

Mt Wood

We had a short discussion of the hazards, mostly worried about potential wet loose slides and rockfall and I started down the slope first. The snow wasn't ideal, but it was delightfully slushy and fun! We traded leads down the slope setting off several wet sluffs. We frequently found the sluffs to be better skiing than the adjacent consolidated slush!

The Thumb

After five seconds I heard him shout "SLIDE!" I quickly descended to where he'd begun his ski cut hoping to get eyes on him and immediately found him skiing on the far right side of the ramp as a wet slab made slow progress down the center of the ramp.

Mono Jim Peak

The snow was soft and fun skiing. I arrived at the narrow section which I'd identified on the climb and had altogether too much fun making jump turns down the tight chute, both tips and tails landing on rocks with every turn.

Ebbetts Pass

We were all transfixed by a pillar near the top of the ridge. Kristine seems to have a deep seated desire to climb all things thumb shaped and this appeared to fit the bill. Chris and I were also intrigued by the pillar and we unanimously agreed to head there and climb it if possible.

Silver Peak

I don't even recall meeting a significant stream crossing when I'd taken the trail in October. Now, it seemed like at least two feet of water buried a fifteen foot stretch of trail.

Dicks Peak

I noticed that they had crampons and axes and realized that they were indeed more prepared than I for such conditions -- apparently they've been doing laps on the trail every day to try to help it melt out! What heroes!

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.


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

Round Top and Black Butte

To my great delight (if not surprise), Morgan pulled out a couple of beers and we found some seats and had a drink. It was a splendid day to be on top of the world and we spent an hour enjoying the drink, the day, and the company.