I'm leaving in 24 hours for a 12 day packraft trip down 225 miles of the Grand Canyon and have yet to actually pack. Yes, I'm stressing. But I wanted to share some photos of the last few weeks. Thus, this post is telling more of the story via photos with words filling in holes.
|"I can't believe I skied that!!" She made it look good, too|
|On the summit. Mt. Quandary|
|And going down|
|First winter 14er and 14er ski. Won't be the last|
I've been taking advantage of our frozen precipitation at every opportunity.
|A rocky start|
|Finding the way|
|The Fritz Hut is open|
Days have included fun powder shots in familiar favorites, ski tours in new locations, and a couple of ice pitches among the red walls and cactus. All have been smile inducing.
|Combat skiing out|
|Not the only one|
|Only a glimpse of the other side|
A handful of photos and one short day out have me longing for more time in the desert mountains to the west.
|that feeling of being watched...|
|Travis stealing my shot|
|We couldn't have asked for a better guide. She's never without a smile|
|Skiing the luge out in twilight was the most dangerous part of the day.|
There's something special about climbing ice in the desert.