Just got back from a sweet four day hut trip down with gripnrip in the majestic Colorado Elk Mountains. After two days of howling wind and rippin snow, Spring time temps finally showed up like a pizza at a weight watchers convention.
Mike rippin down a craggy couloir.
All the previous wind had left 18 inches of slab on top of sun crust, so we had to choose our lines carefully. We assessed the terrain and found some sweet lines that satisfied better than Snickers.
Sending the sickness with spring like temps and blue sky.
