Two great friends and skiers, Eric and Dave, have been picking through
mountains with me and it's been a special time. These two are a blast to
explore mountains with and I highly suggest that if you have the means,
you should come here and ski with us this spring. It's good medicine. We
drive around scouting for lines, we hike, we ski and we take pictures of
each other taking pictures. fmmddb1.jpg
The day after that awesome descent down Wheeler Mountain, Eric and I
sought out mining roads in Leadville to see what we could see. And we saw
a lot. Drove in past Boston Mine all the way to the base of a sweet
something something. We got out and looked around as Winter ran for miles
chasing those elusive marmots once again -- prompting me to leave her at
home to sleep it off the next day. We gave a call to Dave, told him it
was mandatory and he and Milli met us there the next morning to get after
It's right next to Fletcher Mountain, which at first we thought this
mountain was. But Topozone later showed us it was "just a nameless thing"
topping out somewhere near 13,800'. Currently the snowcover extends just
below the base at about 12,000' even.
The red line is our route up to the run marked by the black arrow. The
blue arrow indicates a gorgeous chute that required a bit of a scramble to
enter. The bulk of it is hidden from this view and is marked by the green
line dropping through the rocks.
This one was more difficult than it appears. Took us 3 hours to get to the
top. It's west facing and as such the snow made for rock hard boot kicking
for a large portion of the early morning ascent. When we first got to the
ridgeline, we got a break from this but on the steep shoulder it started
all over again. Here's the easy part: fmedmd2aa.jpg fmmded1.jpg
We signed a notepad in a jar at the summit during a long break as the snow
was softening on the face. And soften it did. Another run down perfectly
smooth butter ensued. Here are some shots from the upper portions of the
run. They're all good shots of good swinging turns, but one of those
swingers is _so money!_ See if you can find itÉ fmed2.jpg fmdb1.jpg fmed9e.jpg fmdb6.jpg fmed9a.jpg fmmd2.jpg fmdb2.jpg fmed4.jpg fmdb9a.jpg fmmd1.jpg fmed9.jpg
It eventually became time to find that rock chute exit - which was quite
a lot easier to do than we thought it would be. We had skied right down on
top of it without being able to see in until our first steps onto the
I sought out the very top of it, which was quite a narrow little thing
with two choke points. Dave and Eric found different ways in a bit lower --
not all that psyched about the first choke which was about 2.5 feet wide.
I couldn't resist it though, and for better or worse I was committed. fmmd3.jpg
It widened below that to about 10 feet wide for just enough room for two
very necessary speed checking turns before choking down again to 4 or 5
feet across. What a rush! mmd7.jpg fmmd6.jpg fmmd5.jpg
Here's Dave skiing down from the spot he took pictures: fmdb7.jpg
Below that the pitch mellowed some and the chute became much, much wider.
Still quite aesthetic, still perfect snow and still a great set of turns. mdb9e.jpg fmed9f.jpg
After arcing huge turns down that huge apron below, it was an easy 10
minute walk back to Dave's truck. Grabbed the reeb we'd buried in some
snow, broke out the grill and feasted on burgers and wings under beautiful
warm weather and coveted the marks we left on that long, gorgeous run.
Wow, we just skied that!.