So with the clear weather came the desire to go skiing.
I packed up the backpack with Sleeping bag, food, water, stove, candles and other esential items.
Skinned/hiked up the keyhole to the lower portion of billy mitchell and built my snow cave. I started then putting in a skin track for the next day around 3:30/4:00.
Snow was powder and very nice as I got some great turns in after busting in a good skin track. I proceeded to cook dinner and get ready for the night.
It turns out though that I needed more than the insulating item I brought for the bottom of my sleeping bag as the snow/ice melted and the cold SEEPED through into my bag. I was constantly chilled/shivering and my core temp started dropping. I had three candles running and my stove and while the ambient temperature was up I couldn't stop the cold from eating through to my bones. (next time bring inflatable matress) So around 12:30 AM I decided that staying up there until sunrise would mean a few things.
1. It would be another 6 or 7 hrs of torture. (there was no way I was getting to sleep)
2. My muscles were already overtaxed by the constant shivering and cold.
3. I would have a depleted energy level.
So I packed up the camp and set myself back down the mountain by the strength of the full moon. It illuminated everything EXCEPT the keyhole, which is a 1000 ft vertical chute only a little bit more than a ski length wide in some spots. Things were realized and side stepping was utilized as the snow had turned from pow to death crust.
I finally warmed up by the virtue of hard exercise and managed to make my way back down the hill to the river. I crossed the frozen spot and made my way back up to the car. A normally 30 minute descent took me about an hour and a half to two.
However it was an excercise in exactly what to do and what not to do. So I have learned what I need to know for the next time I am there.
Another go wil be made possibly this coming week.
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