This was one of those trips that didnt turn out as planned. I ended up breaking my brand new Look px 12's, stopped 1k below the summit due to my very first case of altitude sickness and also dealt with pollen that made skiing shitty at best. All in all it was a great trip and I was stoked to check off Baker on my list of volcanoes that Ive skied. Breaking my bindings did piss me off though, I took a forward tumble that caused the toe piece to rip off from the base of the binding (the screws were fine, but somehow the plastic ripped apart).
6/2
We decided to take a day to hike around and get some skiing in before a summit attempt on Sunday.
Checkin out the topo maps on Heliotrope ridge
Kyle with the thunder glacier below and I think the backside of the Sisters in the distance.
20th month in a row of turns!
Slowboarder Kyle
We got done skiing by about 12:30 or so before it turned to mank. It was pretty damn hot, I was able to sleep outside at night in my 32 degree bag. Latter in the afternoon we built a little kicker that was the source of my binding fiasco.
Sunset from camp.
6/3
I wasnt planning on hiking to the summit because I woulda been the only one in the group without skis or a board. My buddy Mike was feeling like shit however and decided to hang back and let me borrow his B squads that were mounted up with p 18's. I told him I would throw myself in a crevasse if I managed to break his steel binders.
Kyle, Scott and myself took off for the summit at around 5:30 after no fucking breakfast. Scott turned around at the Avy debris field, leaving me and Kyle roped together for our attempt. I started feeling pretty weak at around 8500 ft and got really lightheaded and almost incoherent around 9500. The combo of no food, heavy ass skis and bindings and also luggin up about 40 meters of rope had taken its toll on me and I called it quits. Kyle unroped and soloed the rest of the way while I chilled out on the ridge and waited. The snow was really heavy on the way down and the pollen made things exponentially worse. The crevasses are starting to open up pretty quickly and we talked to a group that had to rescue a woman that was leading a WWU group who had fallen 30 ft down into a crevasse after coming up a little short trying to jump it
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My first time roping up
The summit that I didnt get to see. I will next time though.
Skiing down toward the avy debris
Kyle
Biggest fucking debris field Ive ever seen. If you see one like this comin toward ya, kiss your ass goodbye.
The trip was capped off with brews and lots of fried food at the Frosty, and a nice lightning show afterwards. Just a typical June weekend for me and the bros.
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