Digging into the weather history, one thing was clear: winds had scoured Turnagain Pass. Gap winds, outflow winds, storm winds, from the north, east, and west.
|Saturday morning, looking for protected terrain, we worked our way back into the valley.|
Starting to figure out the snowpack, Zack picked a zipper chute for the second run.
As the afternoon light turned the snow to a beautiful soft pink we headed for a west facing bowl.
Icing on the cake at the end of the day:
Sunday morning and time for more:
Driving up the pass, we grudgingly watched the balmy 18 degree temperatures take a nose dive.
Which was enhanced by a shady skin.
But, nothing a boot pack can't fix!
The sun made the top feel oh so warm.
Owen hiked higher up the ridge to drop.
I love touring with Owen, the dude rips and can go forever. Plus, he brings back fond memories of a great day above Eagle River.
One couloir down, and it was time for a second.
Again the top felt almost hot. I think our brains may have been frozen, looking at the weather station data later, it was about 4 degrees up there.
The second run had slid at some point and was boney.
But, the crew made it look good.
Back at the car it was -4 degrees. Brrrrr.