We wanted to ski these peaks over Memorial Day Weekend last year but thanks to the nasty dust storms the San Juans received, we decided to hold off a year in hopes of better snow conditions. Well this year rolled around and guess what? More dust. Instead of pushing the trip back again we decided to just say, screw it, let`s head down and see how things look. Keep reading…
This day held some hefty goals for our group: climb and ski two more peaks, break down and pack up camp, and slog it 6.5 miles back to Needleton in time to catch the 3pm train. Though the day seemed daunting, I was fairly confident our group would be able to pull it off. How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time. Keep reading…
Carl, Marc, and I had been looking forward to this trip for a LONG time. The idea of an extended trip into the Weminuche Wilderness to ski four remote 14ers always sounded particularly rewarding. Initially we had quite a few folks interested, but as often happens with big trips like this, our group size was down to just four a few days prior to departure. Keep reading…
Fresh off Holy Cross, Kiefer and I started stewing about more winter plans. For a long time now I`ve wanted to get a peak in the San Juans on skis, but timing, lack of partners, and lack of snow seemed to always kill off my plans. Kiefer was in no matter what the peak as he is tenaciously at work on his winter list, so I took another look at the San Juans as a possibility. Keep reading…