Extreme Snowshoeing

Yup – Ben, Cecilia and I put a new twist on “extreme snowshoeing” today.

I blame it all on Ben – because, of course, I blame everything on Ben. Now is not the time to change that.

We started off heading up the gully to Evening Peak. And this time, because we knew exactly where we were going and because we went the “right” way, we got up there in two hours! Holy smoking cow!

We had a lovely time at the top snacking and checking out our next steps. To our surprise and delight we found another set of tracks. We had no idea where they came from – but there they were at the top of the peak! And they had come up from the direction we were headed.

Well then – let’s just follow them.

So, it was, of course, wonderful to be heading over a different ridge. New territory and all that. And while Ben freelanced up the next ridge over, Cecilia and I kept following the track. We decided that it was made by two professional mountain guides who had been helicoptered to the top of the ridge – obviously following them was the right thing to do.

But then, alas, their track began heading down the back side. Careful examination led me to the conclusion that these professionals (all-knowing and supreme) had a fabulous route up that followed the entire gentle rise of the ridge almost from the highway – a long walk and a nice one. (add that to the list!)

But we headed up to where Ben was at the top of our sort-of peak. From here we had a choice for heading down: the gully or the front face.

We contemplated our choices over lunch. Ultimately we came to the conclusion that it was going to be god-awful steep no matter which way we went and it was also going to be down through horrible slippery snow. So – front face it was.

Miraculously, no one fell in or got stuck in a tree-well or a boulder-hole – both distinct possibilities. Did I mention that it was steep?

I would have taken many, many photos of people doing face-plants, bum slides and somersaults but because I was doing most of them, I never did get my camera out in time.

It was mostly fun (airborne at one point) and fun-scary – sliding so fast I was wondering if I could stop before I hit that tree.

Yeah – we all made it with no injuries and with way more laughing that concern.

Ready for the next adventure. Hopefully it won’t be quiet as extreme as this one. Or it will be. Whatever…

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