bə-lō'nē mō'gəls(n.pl.) 1. A group of drinkers with a shredding problem. 2. The combination of snow, booze, and metal.


Headwall Hiking (Round II)

After the fun had yesterday up on the headwall and the overall blown out status of both I and BP's legs, a 800 step hike straight up sounded like a perfect idea... twice.  Conditions were worse than yesterday.  Snow was crispy and harder and the light was much much flatter.  But the hike path was ever more packed than yesterday.  With a better choice of gear and hydration, we put our heads down and charged on up. 

I hit the top line twice and found some good snow and easy turns.  Cupid was convinced there was a way through the cliff line that would let us hit the good snow we came up there for.  Sure enough after following the lines of a ski patroller who shot down, we found the line.  After the second hike up we followed the line down and hit some of the best snow of the trip.

The lower mountain might have been a bit gnarly today, but sure enough, if you hiked for your turns, you could find some awesome stuff.

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