I was too worked from ice climbing Saturday to follow through with my original plan of trying out some AT gear Sunday morning, so instead settled for a big breakfast at the Petite Pantry (and ended up getting recruited for a local coed softball team, I'm their new first baseman!), and then cruised up the hill towards Aspendell. I had thought about my usual jaunt up towards Loch Leven and Piute Pass, but pulled over just short of Intake 2 and ended up on the pipeline roads into the ridge above the town. It had been on my list to cruise up there and see if they connected up to the Piute Crags, so, snowshoes strapped onto the pack, I walked up the roads. It was a simple enough task, a fairly gentle grade up the ridges, and just enough snow to cover the sage. The views up to
Humphreys,
Emerson , and over to
Tom were spectactular, and I wasn't "alone" all day: I had no fewer than 5
golden eagle sightings, and was watched by mule
deer all over the ridge. This is going to make a great weeknight workout jaunt, I think, even after the snow melts.
At 10K, I stopped to dig a small
pit and get a gauge on conditions, since the bowl and higher ridgelines had me drooling to ski. The pit location was on the upslope from a saddle, NE facing, and somewhat windswept; didn't get a slope angle, but not more than 25 degrees I'd bet. In snowshoes I was postholing up to mid-shin,
above my knee when I took the shoe off. Dug the pit: 15-18 inches of powder on top of, well, airpockets and sugar. I was able to easily scoop out the bottom layer and get to the ground here. I removed the snow basket from my pole, and used it to feel any layering, gently sliding it down the wall. Not much resistance through the powder at any particular point. A bit disconcerting, and it definitely cancelled my plans to descend the bowl or the gulley below to beeline for the TOF. I ended up doing a fair amount of ugly bushwhacking down in an attempt to straight-line below the snowline, but it was good practice for the foot on uneven terrain, at least.
A really gorgeous day, soaring eagles, a little spin flipping off the peaks, and the quiet of the local hills. Nope, still no complaints...
A few pics from the day:
Richard and Steve Larson: I want to SKI THIS!!!
Rest of the pics are
here .
From the luckiest girl in the world: Climb Hard, Be Safe.
-L
