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| Snowshoeing | 7.50 Miles |
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| no partners | | Background....I carb loaded bigtime on Super Sunday.... I had an assortment of Marzen,Czech Style Pilsner,Maibock, and had red wine with a great dinner I cooked...steak...baked potatoes...made a caesar salad with extra bacon. Dessert pie from a box. Pre-dinner my wife made nachos and little hotdog things. She's a 49ers fan so she didn't want to cook.
Alarm went off at 330...out the door by 4 with very little sleep. I just threw everything together but didn't really organize. Killed a couple of pepsi's on the ride and drank a liter of water. I saw a huge Bull elk and shortly after that my tire met a bunny  . There was a light dusting of snow on the road up. I reached the parking area and took about 40 minutes to get ready. In the meantime, a girl and her 2 dogs showed up. We talked for a few minutes and off she went skinning.
The snowshoe started off fine but then I got that feeling and headed back down. I ate some food and drank some water and decided to wait it out for 15 minutes. My pack was lighter but I'm still in training mode so I had about 35 pounds. I had gone up about a mile and gained close to 1,000-1,200ft before I turned back. Its wierd I've never had problems above 11k all the way to 14,400 in CO but sometimes I have issues between 8-10k. Two really bad times both hiking with the turtle. Anyways...I started to feel good again and had plenty of time so I opted to follow the Humphreys trail to the glade. The trail is packed down well and marked with ribbons to the glade. I didn't take it either earlier today or on Friday. When I saw my Friday tracks I bypassed them and broke trail. It was only sinky from between 11k to the bomber wreck(so only a couple hundred feet) and after that it was mostly hard packed. There was new snow since Friday (maybe 2-3 inches) in someones tracks. He stopped at the bomber wreck area and skied down. I took a long break at the bomber wreck and chilled. Once I got to San Fransisco Mountain I could hear voices below me yelling. I stopped and listened but couldn't understand them. I waited a couple of minutes and heard them talking to each other so I knew they were ok. Never saw or heard them again but saw they had signed out.
The peak was a little hot with the sun blasting me. I snapped some pictures and headed across the ridgeline. I thought about Agassiz but had dinner plans and was starting to get really tired. My plan was to glissade below and a little north of the saddle but my heavy pack and the heavy wet snow slowed me down and I only had a few good bursts. Eventhough it was Monday, I decided to contour back to the trail instead of taking the easy way out. Fun day... |
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