After we waded through the 4 foot deep snow to get to the east helicopter platform, we had to swim our way through to the trail going down the northwest face. There was so much snow, I was able to just leap off the side of the mountain and land in deep snow twenty feet lower in a single jump! Woo-hoo!
I was amazed at how disoriented I got once I was down off the peak and navigating for the connector to
I don’t think I’ve ever been so thankful for whoever it is that does such a fantastic job of keeping these trails clearly marked. With the fog and snow, I’m almost certain I would have had a few major impromptu detours without them. Thanks! Whoever you are….
Once we reached the Handlogger Connector, the snow took on a different quality…still two feet deep, but with multiple crustal phases that made it hard sloggin for both me and the dog. Here’s a video I took of Vera fighting her way along, to give you some idea of how tough it was for poor little Miss Blueheels:
She’s pooped now, boy. Got a fire going as soon as we got back home, and now she’s roasting her belly and soundly snoozing.