Picked up Sam at 7:30 and headed up to a not so popular trailhead but didn't quite make it. That damn Charger couldn't make it up the final approach so we booted it up the road for an 1/8 of a mile past a couple fancy Mormon homes. We weaved our way through the brush and pines and along ridge lines for 4,200 feet at a modest pace looking at lines to be skied another day.
The wind had stirred things up a bit, coating the trees with a rime like shell, but also making the snow heavy, leading to some sloppy skiing on my part. Not a bad way to spend the morning...beats rounding or cubicles.
On the way down we passed the crown of the avalanche that Sam witnessed yesterday. A member of his party ski cut a 36 degree slope which fractured at least a foot deep and looked about an hundred feet across running a few hundred feet. Here's Sam skiing the slide path and a close up of the crown.
It'll keep getting better once we get more snow, but considering the trailhead is at 5,500 ft, it's pretty good already. However, if you're not an Inouye or specially invited...stay away from the family playground.
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