I had an absolute blast Thanks Fern for putting it together. We had it all: Corn, slushiez, wind packed pow, breakable crust, icy runnels, death cookies, nodder fodder and much cratering. Beautiful nights and huge scenery. Smashbread, Horsecock and Halva.
Fern is absolutely the sick master of high speed, icy narrow swithchback running. Only the dirt patches could slow her down. My knuckles where white for a half an hour after trying to keep up with her. I've only just regained the feeling in my hands. She was at the head of the pack the whole time. A strong backcountry skier with a good sense of the mountains.
Dru was completely out of control and should be locked up.
He kept bombing down the slopes and muttering something about "gotta find the Nodder" or something like that. And he kept humming this The Fixx tune. And when he snored at night it sounded like a bee caught between two panes of glass. Yes, I would definitely ski tour with this man again. But I will bring more whiskey next time.
Cheers