Left after work on Friday afternoon. My dog summit knew exactly what was happening and wouldn't stay out of the car. She did not want to be left behind to suffer for another week of Iowa flatness, preferring to ride along on what would be a 2900 mile tour of the west.
After a few hours rest in the back of the Suby, non maggot friend Terry showed up in Cheyenne right on schedule Saturday morning, we put his box and quiver on my Yakima rack after some redrilling and rotating of the boxes. Two guys, a dog, and six pairs of skis, the skinny two were never used, the fat skis were all utilized. My AK Rockets from steep and cheap were freshly mounted and ready to slide.
I-80 was hairball with winds gusting to extraordinarily high levels. With two boxes on my roof it was full throttle to maintain speed where it was safe most of the way from Cheyenne till well past Elk Mountain. We averaged only about 17 mpg on that tank. Typical blowdown day on 80.
A little closer to Jackson and things became slightly more promising. I always enjoy the last few miles up 191.
Terry helped me get my skins shaved and ready for the trail. 110 mm BD Ascension Clipfix from sierra trading post for $89.
After a crazy night at the Rancher on Saturday, it was finally time to head into the mountains. We chose West Mail cabin for our first tour out of the Coal Bank parking lot. Two years ago we did the same tour, but did a few more laps this time on the way back to the car.
The first target. It always feels so good to me to finally get to take a walk through the mountains.
Pow! Terry lets rip with the Gotama's.
Unknown telemarker rips the shoulder as we skin back up.
Same party, different unknown ripper. Its fun to watch all the great skiers around Jackson tear up the mountains.
Lapping our way back toward the car we spot the pretty work of some farmers.![]()
Terry takes another lap.
Laps.
Monday we park at the top of the pass and wave to the camera. Amazingly, it captured the wave and a friend who was viewing it saved it off for us!
The Claw was skiing awesome so we tracked it to death. So good.![]()
Uglymoney gives camera to friend for a couple of shots. He has some better shots on his better camera that I may post later when he sends them to me.
Terry again.
Tuesday we did the boot back up glory and skied what I think is Chicken Scratch. Great snow on top. Non maggot Troy.
The roller above the claw.
Troy on his Line Prophets.
Tuesday night we stayed on the village road in a retro cabin, which put us close and within striking distance of the tram. Equiped with three $15 dollar off coupons sent to me by mntlion (thanks again) we took our last tram rides.
My final tram ride thirty years after I learned to ski at the hole. Now you see it.
Now you don't. My personal hope is that its not gone long, replaced with something similar. I fall on the side of tram lovers.
Uglymoney posing before dropping into Granite Canyon's Endless Couloir.
Taking in the view above Granite and then dropping in.
Troy
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