Not sure what the real name for this couloir is, but today is my 33rd birthday, so I celebrated with 3,300 ft. of fall line skiing.
Stoy was driving a bit reckless and got stuck. Every good day starts out with a little getting stuck. We got it out after we took care of the business at hand for the day.
We perhaps took the hard way to ski today. This is Stoy topping out a 15ft. section of rock. Then getting swallowed up by a pine tree. I almost tumbled off the cliff laughing as he thrashed through it.
The snowpack hadn't froze overnight, so these east facing slopes were getting us nervous.
We almost called it a day here. If this slope ripped, it would have been a 200ft. tumble over a cliff. We backed off this slope and climbed the limestone to escape higher.
Nothing more fun than climbing loose rock with frozen hands and ski boots. Leave your alpine boots at home, vibram is mandatory.
Nice views from the summit and the edge of the world.
We skied a about 2,500 ft. of nice creamy snow down the tree lined couloir/gulley. It was a pleasant 37 degrees. The lower half had slid, so we were skiing soft avy debris.
Stoy with a lot of turns left to go.
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