We drove into the night with our stom”aches” full and our sights to the hills. We got to C470 and I realized that I spaced my trail shoes so I decided that I was just going to hike it in my Tevas. We then drove past the trailhead not once but twice not sure which book I made the mistake of listening to We finally found it and set up the gear for the morning. 4am comes so fast. Cell phone alarm didn’t go off so we were lucky that I don’t sleep well. We ended up hitting the trail at 5:10
My pirate friend that I like to go skiing with
4400 vert and 4.5 miles later we got to the summit. Not a bad little hike though the knee was barking for sure. We went right up the north face chute that we ended up skiing. Not too steep about 40-45. The snow was money with great consolidation and a sweet layer of corn. Not a bad day at all.
I think this one came out pretty good
Our line is dead center
My narcoleptic pirate friend on the summit of Misourri
Huron looking thin
OK time for some turns
Things got interesting on the exit however. My knee is toast. I would compare the pain to that of the spiral tib fib fracture I had back in ’96. Shera your not the only one to hear me curse like a NYC cabbie in the mountains. Anyway this will most likely do it for me until, well, maybe, ummm ….
Note the stylish use of high sox and tevas