We went to rubble creek, and when we were waiting, a guy crushed a speed-limit sign on his way to a snow bank. We met Atti and Ildi, who drove us up to the chain-up area at Red Heather. Ildi didn’t have chains, so we had to stop at the chain-up area.
When we got to Red Heather, we started digging tunnels through the ice sliding off the roof.
Snow Tunnels with Atti
Snow tunnels with me
We met Birgit Rogalla and Vincent Hanlon at Red Heather.
View of the Neve
My dad dug a snow cave at Elfin Hut. We met Andrew Cavers. We slept in a snow cave because we didn’t have reservations, but we both think we had a better sleep in the snow cave than sleeping inside of Elfin.
The next morning we had to cross the Gargoyles’ drainages. We passed some people who were camping halfway across the Neve. My dad had some serious glop problems on his skins when we went on a sunny slope near Ring Creek. In that period of time Sam Viavant and Glen Healy passed us.
Skiing down a random drainage
It was pretty sunny when we were on the long, flat uphill but super-cold on the high point.
Going up the steepest part
There were some crevasses near the Sharkfin, but they were easy to get around.
There was an impressive hole on some rock near Glacier Pikes.
I had a sore ankle on Garibaldi Lake skinning to Burton Hut. When we got there, there were nice BCMC people at the hut.
The pickled cobra eating a scorpion still exists!
The morning was quite frosty, but the switchbacks were a lot warmer.
Me balancing on my skis