Grey Mountain

There were no views today from Grey Mountain – or from anywhere on the way up or down. It was foggy to say the very least. We started off in rain, which turned to snow. And although we hiked up groomed runs, the heavy, wet snow stuck to our snowshoes, making our feet weigh in at about 10 pounds each. We stopped every half-dozen steps to tap the snow off. It was slow going. But we managed the 900 metres up in just under three hours – not too bad.

It was work – no other word for it. The plus side of all this was wonderful company. Today, it was Snow White and the Three Stooges – I do seem to be getting into a “me and the boys” rhythm. Certainly not intentionally.

On the other hand, I do like the straightforward, “let’s just get this job done” attitude.

Our original quest had been the top of Granite Mountain – about 20 metres higher than Grey. So – summit Grey, take the ridge walk to Granite, and then slide down on our bums (truly!)

Well, Chris brought skis – so that was going to be nice for him. Ben brought rain pants – otherwise known as “suicide pants” – I brought a heavy-duty garbage bag. But Don was also with us – a sane and sensible person apparently because he said he was going to walk down. I took a minute to think about that and said, “I’m following Don.” I believed he would give me slightly better odds of survival.

Well, after a crazy steep ascent that saw Chris almost slide down, we hit the top of Grey – and bang – the wind and cold hit us like a slap in the face. You’ve never seen people layer up so fast in your life! And there was zero visibility (see photos).

The boys made a decision to call the top of Grey our destination and head back – and because the snow was heavy and sticky – to follow Don’s suggestion and walk down. Hurrah!

Chris, of course, skied circles around us all the way back.

So – 5.5 hours after leaving, we were back at the truck. We stopped at a chocolate shop in Rossland. So cool. And then I came home to the best present ever. It was our 18-month anniversary today and while I only brought Simon a simple chocolate bunny (bunny for my hunny) he gave me a pair of mountaineering gaiters that I badly needed. My others were creating issues with my legs. As I said – BEST PRESENT EVER!

Sure – other girls may want diamonds – not me – no siree – gaiters made my day.

He spoils me.

I love him so much.

About goodyniosi

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