An email circulated over the past week (as it usually does), talking about plans for the weekend. Berthoud Pass was the choice. As tends to be the case, no one was really sure how many people would show up. There are always random drop-outs at the last minute, leaving group size a mystery until we meet up for the carpool. Nine people and two dogs made it, for the second largest group I’ve ever been in in the backcountry. We were skinning by 8:45 or so, not too bad given the laziness imparted on our group by the warming hut on the top of the pass. Our selected route resulted in a pretty heinous skintrack through some dense woods, but Lauren was happy after recently switching to Dynafits (and earlier this year, lighter boots – a weight savings of nearly 5 pounds per foot) and had no problems keeping up.
Scout was along this day, and is improving remarkably each time she skis with us.
She can’t get enough of the stuff.
The next lap took us over a line with a few more little pillows, and Gary did it in style. Note that he slammed the bottom rock in this photo pretty hard (he couldn’t see it), but suffered no base damage.
YC was next.
The bottom of the runout had a 4′-ish tall lip that no one could quite get up, except for Gary. I was a foot short and he pulled me the rest of the way up, but Lauren and Aaron didn’t have that kind of help.