Silver Fork Skiing

Greg, Scott, John and I were able to go skiing up Silver Fork yesterday.  It was so cold!  The wind chill was reportedly -46°F at 11,000 ft yesterday morning.  I took my gloves off for a minute or two when we stopped for a snack and I my fingers were numb for a half hour after.

Here are Scott and John skinning up:

With pockets of considerable avalanche danger, we mostly stuck to tree covered slopes.

Scott tele-turning through the trees:

Greg:

Scotty:

Johnny on his new monster skis:

Greg

We ended up coming down an area different than we were planning and had to hike out a couple miles to the spruces campground where Scott hitch hiked back to his truck.  Seven hours of skiing sure is tiring.