10 days off and time to play with skis and bikes again. sorry dave, work time means no intertoob time.
so folks at work welcomed me back and asked me how my time off was. my reply, "exciting!"
so much good skiing was had in the 9 days i skied and 50k of earned. got to learn about snow stability and lack there of too.
i chose to ski where i ski cuz i like skiing in steeper open uncrowded avy terrain. i go up no matter what the weather or avy danger cuz i like to be out in it and choose my terrain and travel techniques to suit the day at hand. higher danger days mean less folks running around and i like that. always have. even when i lived in utah, i chose the storm days for solitude and didn't mind paying the price of epic trail breaking. getting out often in all conditions, poking all over at snow and watching the weather and how it affects the conditions is really interesting to me.
yes, some bigger, steeper areas nearby had slid, they do that when avy danger is elevated, they do it a lot and i've seen a lot of it happen. kicked off some big ones with ski cuts myself, let a good one go last friday while skiing the main gully solo while it was snowing 1-2 inches per hour on east winds (key). i skied across the top coming from the snowfields, jumped on a big drift (on purpose) and the whole gut ran. since i was in a treed safe zone, i casually kick turned the other way to a known safer zone and skied boot top blower to the bottom in a safe manner always ready to duck into the trees if i let big enough sluff go. doing this stuff doesn't scare me in the least. infact, resort skiing with a bunch of pivot skidding joeys going way too fast with i-pods on scares the shit out of me.
the mistake i made was feeling fairly confident that a slope that we skied nearby was a good represention of what we'd maybe find in the slope that slapped me. i was wrong. however, we used very safe protocol bay only having one person on the slope (me) we had 2 plans of attack. we went with plan b cuz when i felt the softer than expected snow under my skis, i immediately knew that something bad was gonna happen. i then went with plan b which was to ski hard left onto the safer nub ridge which got me up and out of the gully where most of the fractured snow ran down faster than the snow that pulled me from the side down after it. my partner was still safe up on the ridge wher he was supposed to be. so then i went into survival mode. i never got scared or nervous. i don't tend to react that way when shit hits the fan in general. i take it as a challenge and rode the thing the best i could till i swam out. my buddy skied down to me as i was standing there waiting for him and we grabbed my ski that was sticking out of the snow a few hunded feet above me and my pole that was a hundred feet below me and we skied out of there and skied other areas for the rest of the afternoon.
upon coming out of the snowfields, some friends of mine that i've skied with for eons up there, were climbing the main gully and yelled down, "how was the big ride rog?! glad to see you ski out of there!" they actually saw me drop in and then saw the big cloud of snow smoke over there and just assumed that i'd be dead or alive and they waited till i appeared. no big deal right?

i then told them that i was fine and kept an eye on them while they skied the gully that i chose not to go near, they skied it safely and well and i took off to ski other stuff when they were in the clear.
did this experience change anything for me as far as skiing goes up there? yes, i will be less complacent than i'd become with the comfort that i have up there. i now have a better understanding of how a certain type of snow reacted when i caused it to fail. i have a better understanding of how dangerous a slope that i've skied literally hundereds of times and trusted, can bite me in the ass.
does this increase my fear of heading up there in all conditions in the future? no way. if anything i'm even more intrigued to poke around even more and search out all that i can find, safely. taking the ride to me was a wake up call, but didn't work me up in the least.
i went right back up the next day in inclement weather solo and poked my way around up there for hours, skied some great runs in neighboring gullies and had a fun 8 hour day.
was so great to visit the slide the day after to really get a sense at to what went on that i may have missed the day before. i like to see slides, i like to watch how they may have come down and from what triggers. i'm curious and like the high places, it's just what i do and will keep doing it often. more focus and caution will result from my incident, but never an ounce of fear. fear can kill ya, focus can save ya. just my .02
thanx dave for you curiosity.
rog
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