Last bit of Jackson

From Whitegrass Meadow after skiing Maverick:

Go deicing truck, go!

 

Skiing the pass with Tom

On our last day in Jackson, I skied the Pass with Tom.


Woohoo, I win a prize!


Below Olympic bowl, or something.

 

 

 

Tom split-skiing on the way out to where we spotted a car, at the Trail Creek trailhead.

Maverick

Rosie and I had a good full day skiing a run called Maverick. It is a buttress just south of 25 Short (9975 ft), which we skied last January.

After a mile and a half of skinning on nearly flat ground up through the Whitegrass ranch, then following somebody's slightly convoluted track up subsidiary ridges, we finally got aligned with the shoulder of Maverick itself...




I'm riding my high speed quads.

^^It looks like I have a hat made of snow.





Getting a little elevation.
If you look at the meadow in the image below and see the white string coming from the far end---at the end of that string is where we started, and this photo is from well short of our high point. So on heavy gear, this can reasonably be called a bit of a schlep.

Rosie got a little crazy. Lucky, because without that delirious energy we wouldn't have made it to our high point.


Phelps Lake visible at right behind the treetops.

 

 

 

The descent had the best snow we skied all week.

I was there too.

 

 

 

 

 

 

A milk run right down onto the Valley Trail.

Freeheel, no skins, across the Whitegrass Meadow back to the car. Maverick at center.

Prospector's Mountain, Apocalypse Couloir at center.

 

Pat and Rosie are engaged!

On Monday, we went skiing on Shadow mountain, on the east side of the valley. Then we got engaged! Then we kept skiing.

Also MLK Jr Day, and Obama's reinauguration.

Surface hoar in the bottom of the valley due to persistent temperature inversions.


The snow looks furry.

The view is great.

Pat was there too. And his PB&J. 

The spot.

EVERYONE LOOK OUT!!! Downhills are thrilling on skinny skis.

This guy's still around.