That was a rad story and thanks for sharing it man. I dug it. Oh and who may I ask is it that I know?July, 1989 found my future wife and I walking up under the face to camp and ski it. It was now dark, raining hard, thunder and lightening.
During bursts of lightning we saw the face running as wet points, hoping they wouldn't bridge / jump the bergschrunds as we were pretty close.
Morning found the face with one 'lil ribbon of snow on the ice, temps well above freezing, and us tired from drying boots over the stove hoping for a freeze. Down we went.
In the bad light the wet and weak crevasse bridges were hard to see and excitement was had.
After crossing the Robson River in spate we met the two Robson rangers on duty and spent that night in their warm, dry hut.
We learned from them amongst many things that the best timing for what we were attempting was mid September, give or take.
Exactly one year to the day of this event our first was born, and I hung up my spax (ski pole / ice axe).
Resolved to not climb or ski ice climbs unroped anymore. No regrets.
In my opinion the north face of Robson is the biggest cherry in the Rockies.
And totally reasonable for a great skier / climber when its in condition.
An uncontrolled fall on it does not necessitate death...when its in condition.
Without flying in however, the approach is very real. If you don't cross Berg Lake in a boat, the thrash going around it with skis is a trying time in itself.
Cody I've skied some on the list, and many that aren't. Not a big believer of lists, but sure am of goals. (Not a bad list, btw)
Always admired your skill set, philosophy, and humor. You are the first one to make fun of yourself. Love that part of you...
This will be a goal in the digital age that many of us will be able to share; thanks for sharing it.
Oh, and have fun.
pm me if I can help you in this quest...
btw you know my now 28 yr old baby well.
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