I Screwed Up – Looking Back on the Y-Not Couloir

I screwed up. This past week I have been trying to figure out if I got unlucky or made a mistake when I was hit by an avalanche and knocked off a 40′ cliff and then dragged 250′ down a tight rocky chute.

Up the Y down the Y-Not. PC: Andrew McLean

Today, it was pointed out to me that just two weeks prior to my incident, a party in the same couloir had nearly the exact same experience. They were able to take shelter and wait out the danger and descend later in the day. To quote the other party for their account on the Utah Avalanche Center website, “My partner and I got pinned down in the ynot by wet sluffing today”, “we made a pretty incredible miscalculation. We’re very lucky that no one was seriously hurt or worse.” I try to read all avalanche reports posted on the UAC and as many observations as I can. I had gotten lazy over the past few weeks.

Grey descending the Y-Not. This is what bad decisions look like sometimes

One way I have tried to “make myself feel better” is by justifying our decisions that day by seeing how many other people made the same decision. There were 6-10 people ahead of us on our ascent up the Y couloir. Back at the parking lot there was a solo person who was planning to go up and ski the Y-Not couloir and it was pointed out to me on social media that the Y-Not couloir was skied by another party right after us on the same day as the incident. I tried to tell myself this meant that my choice wasn’t that bad. However, really it just means that a bunch of people all made the same bad choice.

Bruised hip

It has also been hard to tease apart bad luck from the decision making process. Many people told me in person and on social media that, “you got unlucky”, or “when you expose yourself to as much time in the backcountry as I do, something is bound to happen”, or “not much to learn, you just got unlucky.” I do think I got very unlucky last week. I got hit by the avalanche in the worst possible location in the whole couloir. However, I was standing at the worst possible location in the couloir during a dangerous time. I set myself up for failure. What was the chance that I got hit by an avalanche right where I was standing? 1 in 100? 1 in 1000? 1 in 10,000? Honestly when it comes to making decisions in avalanche terrain none of those are acceptable odds. 1 in 100,000 is the edge of too dangerous when we are constantly exposing ourselves to danger.

Grey demonstrating the correct way down the cliff

So did I get unlucky last week? Yes. Did I make poor decisions that made the unlucky outcome to high? Yes. Did a lot of other people also make poor decisions on the same day in the same line? Yes. Did I also get insanely lucky and come out unscathed? Yes, and to not look back and figure out where I went wrong, would only set me up to make more bad decisions in the future.
My hope in posting this is that people can learn from my mistakes. Not only learn from the specific mistake of not reading the avalanche reports and not assuming north facing lines have no exposure to warming of snow above them, but also to learn how to look back at a decision and evaluate it and the importance of talking publicly about a poor decision from a place of vulnerability and being okay with that.


AIARE 2, Powder, and Gearing Up!

I arrived in Utah a few weeks ago and days later was on my way back to Colorado for my AIARE 2 avalanche course. The few days I spent in Utah before my course, I settled into my apartment, got a few good ski days in and unpacked my live-in Honda Odysski.


Honda Odyski

The snow in Utah was pretty minimal and I was a bit less in shape and acclimated than I was hoping to be 1 month out from my start date. For what was not the first time, and I’m 100% sure will not be the last time I started to doubt myself. “What am I doing?”, “Why do I think I can ski 2.5 million vertical feet in a year?”, “did I just trick myself into thinking this was possible?”

I kept it together and headed to Colorado for my avalanche course. It was so great to get back into the snow science zone. Dig pits, perform test, and look at faceted snow crystals under a loupe.



While skiing was not the main objective of the 5 day weekend, I did meet up with some great friends from seasons past and got in a few good turns before and after class.

fun in the trees with friends

Fun in the trees with friends

After a white-knuckle drive back to Utah a week later everything was different. It had snow nearly 3 feet while I was gone. I was nice and acclimated to the altitude. I was ready to start putting in the long days and big vertical. I made quick work of getting into the mountains and beginning to rack up the feet.

Aaron Rice finds low angle white gold on a high avy danger day in the Wasatch backcountry, Utah. Beginning January 1, 2016 Aaron will set out to break the world record for most human powered vertical feet skied in a calendar year, 2.5 million feet. [photo: Louis Arevalo]

Aaron Rice finds low angle white gold on a high avy danger day in the Wasatch backcountry, Utah. Beginning January 1, 2016 Aaron will set out to break the world record for most human powered vertical feet skied in a calendar year, 2.5 million feet. [photo: Louis Arevalo]

In the 5 days back in Utah I have but in 35,000 feet and am still ramping up. I don’t want to push my body too hard, too fast. The progression has been 5k, 5k, 7k, 8k, 9k. I am hoping to crack 10k for the first time this season tomorrow. We are lined up for a big atmospheric river event and are looking to get 4” of water equating to 3+ feet of snow in the next 3 days! Avalanche danger is surely going to rise, but the low angle trees should be fantastic!

A huge thank you to the Flyin’ Ryan Foundation for the support allowing me to take my AIARE level 2 and safely work towards my goal to earn and ski 2.5 million vertical feet in a calendar year.
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It’s that Time of Year

I often talk about how difficult spring can be for me. In spring all the snow is melting and I usually don’t have a real plan for the summer. I have always figured something out, but every spring I still stress about life, and what I want to do with mine. A sentiment that I think many skiers often experience.


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The last few years, I have essentially eliminated fall from my life. Not intentionally, it has just happened. I work all summer and then come October, I head to the mountains and begin winter, escaping most of fall. Or in the case of last year, I came back from Argentina and began winter right away. This year has been different. Summer in Vermont is short and quickly transitions to fall. Often winter takes it’s time arriving and we are left with a very long fall. The way I have arranged my life, I am experiencing a full fall this year for the first time in a while. 

Fall is not as easy as I remember. Excitement grows, just to be squashed by the next warm wave. The days are short and the temps are cold. Motivation to go on long rides with cold hands is hard to come by. No matter how much I hope the ski season has started, it really has yet to arrive. It is usually either too cold or wet for real good climbing. So what are we left with? Trail running is probably a good bet, but I can only do so much with out starting to be concerned about my knees.

Tis a very confusing time of year… #mtbvt @stowetrails #2point5mil #training

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The result is that motivation to do any physical activity is low. Most athletes* I know don’t do well when their activity level goes down. When I do less activity I begin to try to solve problems that don’t need to be solved. I find issues with the people I am living with. Things that I should be able to brush off or let go of, I start brooding over. I sometimes start to spiral into the hole of unmotivation. In this state is easy to feel like the first person who has ever been unmotivated. However, I know that this happens to nearly everyone at one point or another. I think for many people that do not ski, this unmotivation spiral happens in the winter. Man, am I glad to have skiing!!

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This is Dexter, he lays here all day, everyday, sometime I feel like this.

Instead of getting stuck in the unmotivation spiral, I am trying to figure out what I can do to cope. Writing about it here is certainly one thing that helps me name the problem and start looking critically at solutions. Obviously staying active is a good solution, but often easier said than done. Sometimes, I think unsuccessfully fighting the lack of motivation only hurts more. Rather, maybe this is a great time to focus some energy on everything else, the stuff that I never want to do. Schedule a doctors checkup and dentist appointment (I actually like going to the dentist, just not scheduling things). Instead of going on a long ride today and this weekend I am planning on focusing my energy on shooting footage for the film T-Bar Films and I are making. I have also signed up for an AIARE II course and will be finding a place to live in SLC next week. I have been baking a lot of pies and cookies.

Digging out of the unmotivation spiral is always difficult, but I am learning that even just the act of trying new techniques for breaking the cycle helps. The cycles of the season are natural and it is only natural to be affected by these changes.

I also always hold on to knowing that seasons change and before long winter will be here and we will be shredding pow all day!


Wasatch pow. Photo: Eric Praetorius


*I kind of hate this term. I have never considered myself an athlete. I am just a person and I think everyone can enjoy physical activity and the more physical activity we do the better we feel and healthier we are. Saying we are athletes somehow makes it sound like we are different for everyone else in a core way, which I do not believe.


Early morning turns to start the season!


The first east coast turns of the season have been made!

A 5:30am wake up proved to be a tad on the early side. After a nice couple cups of coffee and breakfast I headed to the Stowe parking lot. Bits of wintery mix hit my windshield but there was nothing on the ground…

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Arriving at the parking lot things looked a bit grim. Whatever. I’m here, I might as well walk to the top and see what up there.

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Right as I started walking it began snowing. A quick inch fell! Just enough!

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Snoliage at it’s best! After a 15 minute wrestling match with my frozen boots I got them on, and made the first turns of the season!


West vs. East …. Grand vs. Cozy

Growing up in subrural (the rural equivalent to sub-urban) New England I was always surrounded by forest and the largest mountains I saw were the White Mountains of New Hampshire. When I first visit “The West” I was in awe. Everything was so big. The mountains seemed like they were 10 times the size and everything was steep. I am certainly not the first east coaster to experience this feeling. When I moved out west after graduating from college I began to really explore these mountains that felt so large. I found that they really weren’t that large. A season exploring an area and it would begin to feel small again. I began asking myself what the true differences were between the East and West Coast.

tight New England trees

Tight New England trees


Big Colorado expansiveness

I have often described the East Coast as cozy and the West as grand. A 360° view in the East is a rare sight. Only the occasional mountain top or large field has a truly wide panoramic view. The West is the opposite. There are lots of arid area with no trees, and where there are forest, you can usually see right through them. Always being able to see a long distance will make a place feel big for sure. I think this is why people always say the sky is bigger out west.

About as open as it gets in VT.

About as open as it gets in VT.

The West is also steeper. Mountain with 2 or 3,000 feet of prominence can be found all over the east, but generally they aren’t steep. They are essentially a very large hill. For sure, out West there are much bigger mountains, but even the smaller ones seem bigger because they are steeper.

big and steep

Big and steep

I believe that there is still a mentality of westward expansion in the minds of East Coast youth. Whether that means moving to Portland, or San Francisco, or moving to the mountains of Montana or Colorado. When you grow up in the East you are always looking West for opportunity and adventure. I can’t say from personal experience, but I don’t think the same can be said for people that grow up out West. Maybe there is some drive to move to a big Eastern city like New York, but there is certainly no mystery and magical allure like the West has for us Easterners.

Easterners laugh at UT tree skiing

Easterners laugh at UT tree skiing

Growing up in the East, when I moved West I often found myself feeling exposed and out of place. I was endlessly exploring the grand expanses Colorado and Utah had to offer, but I would always be happy to be back in the cozy shelter of trees. I spent almost 3 years on and off in Colorado and Utah. This summer and fall I am back in Vermont. I am very much in the woods. Line of sight stops 3 feet from the forest edge. There are huge white pines surrounding the house and the small yard gets a maximum of 4 hours of sunlight a day. I feel very at home in this setting. However, for the first time in my life I find myself craving the wide view the West offers.

Wide view

Wide view

I’m sure somewhere in the world there is a compromise to be found, and I will just keep looking.




I’ve been doing really great all summer and fall. I’m excited to begin the ski season, but I’ve been happy biking, climbing and enjoying the warmth. I know I won’t have much of that for the next 18 months once the season begins.

But the past couple days, despite the impending triple winter, that time of year has come; all I can think about is snow, skiing, freezing my fingers and toes off, and glorious faceshots. Here’s a little gem from Cyril that perfectly summarizes how I feel.


Rustler High Life Episode 1: Freedom from Aaron Rice on Vimeo.


The 4 Types of Fun

Having spent the last many years doing outside activities, I have very often come across this thing called type 2 fun. Type 2 fun describes activities that are not the most enjoyable while they are happening but after the fact you realized that you loved it. When I first heard of type 2 fun I obviously wondered what type 1 was, and if there were other types. Well over the years I have developed my own system of the types of fun. I did some research before writing this, and I am not the first person to add a couple more types of fun to the list, but I think my definitions are a bit different.

Type 1:

Fun while you are doing it, fun afterwards. This is just good family fun. Playing with puppies, music concerts, Powder skiing!, hanging out around a bonfire, spending time with loved ones, and countless other things that make you happy.

We all need type 1 fun in our lives, however I have found that too much type 1 fun can often become boring. Type 1 fun keeps you in your comfort zone. Many of the things in life that are the most rewarding are not always fun.

now that's fun!

Pure fun!

Type 2:

Not fun while you are doing it, fun afterwards. Okay, it may not be, totally unfun while you are doing it, but it is certainly very difficult and often you want to stop, but for some unknown reason you keep going. Most physical activity is some level of type 2.

Take running. For me, I start a run and pretty much think about how much longer I have until it is over. There is this weird point 2 hours in where I stop thinking about anything, but mostly, I just want to be done. No matter how much running hurts during, and how much effort it takes to keep going, I never regret going and always feel great afterwards (unless my knees hurt).

Type 2 fun is my favorite type of fun. Things that are type 2 fun are the most rewarding. Skinning is one of my favorite things to do in the whole world (I sure hope so). However, while I am skinning I am often hurting. Maybe I am racing and pushing myself to my limit, gasping for 9,000ft air. Or maybe I am fried from a week of 50,000ft and then waking up at 5 am to go ski some stupid objective that is 4 miles and 4,000ft away. The skin track is a rock solid side hill for those 4 miles –  believe me, i do not like skinning for the first hour of that day. But when I come home that night and I’ve ski 4 runs of Boxelder and 11,000ft, I love skinning and am so happy to be alive!

Pushing through difficult things is how we make our lives better. Weather that is an early morning tour or endless hours of applying to a new job. It is getting past the difficult things that make life worth living.


Type 4: (gonna jump out of order here, bare with me)

Just because something is difficult doesn’t mean it is worth it. Some things are not fun while they are happening and not fun afterwards. Type 4 things are often unavoidable realities. Doing your taxes. painting a house (that is not your own), and getting your car inspected. Most things that are type 4 fun are, well not fun, but also they are not going to kill you. The more complicated life gets, the more time you spend doing type 4 fun. Most things that are involve bureaucracies are type 4 fun. I spend a good amount of energy ensuring that my life remains simple and I keep my type 4 fun to a minimum. If my work ever becomes a type 4 fun, that is my life being wasted.


Don’t waste time on type 4 fun. Do it and be done.

Type 3:

Fun while it is happening and not fun afterwards. The best example is a hangover. Getting wasted at a party can be fun, but the hangover and realization that you sent a few regretful texts makes the night out type 3 fun. Type 3 fun is great, but must be taken in moderation. Too much type 3 fun and life starts to become unfun. Most things that are type 3 fun are addicting. I know when I binge watch 5 season of parks and recreation I may not completely regret it, but I am pretty sure I could have done something better with my time, and have a slightly bad taste left in my mouth.

College may have a bit too much type 3 fun.

College may have a bit too much type 3 fun.

I use the types of fun scale as a bit of a guide to life. I enjoy type 1 fun, but don’t necessarily seek it out, as too much can be boring. Type 2 fun is the most enriching. I try to engage in as many activities as I can handle that are difficult and rewarding. Type 3 fun can be great, but I am always wary and make sure I am not getting sucked in to the type 3 spiral. I try to limit type 4 fun activities as much as possible, but when I have to do them, I try to just get them out of the way as quick and painlessly as possible (easier said than done).  

Bonus type 5 fun is watching a sunrise or sunset.


Long Hair

I have had long hair my entire life. When I was a baby I was bald for almost two years and I’ve just been making up for it ever since.


Bald till 2 and making up lost time ever since

When I was 5 my mom convinced me to get a real hair cut. It was called a boy’s cut and she promised me it wouldn’t be too short. I’m not sure what I thought a boys cut was, but it was too short, and that was basically the first and last real hair cut I’ve had.

The infamous boys cut

The infamous boys cut, never again!


my hair used to be straight

At some point in Junior High, I ended up with a mullet. I still can’t quite figure out how that happened. When you are 12, there is no such thing as an ironic mullet… I was the target of much ridicule.


This mullet would rock the spring bumps so hard!

One summer at the hippy, and somewhat communist, wilderness camp I attended, I decided to wear my hair in a braid. It got much less knotty and was easier to manage. On the first day of school that fall, a kid I sort of knew from previous years was behind me in line and asked who the hot new girl was… I turned around feeling pretty embarrassed. Not that I should have, he was the one with misdirected misogyny. Somehow my 13 year old self didn’t let that get to me and I wore my hair braided for the rest of 8th grade.

IMG_3669What guys doesn’t get his hair layered for soccer?

I have always seen my hair as a litmus test. If people are going to discount me or when I was younger, tease me for my long hair, then they are not worth my time. Take the kids that relentlessly teased me in elementary school. In 3rd grade I was the new kid, with long hair and striped shirts that my mom dressed me in. I was the target of much abuse. But I found people that still wanted to be my friends. I’m not saying it was easy, but I also would never want to go back and cut my hair so I could be friends with the people that were teasing me. Little hint, they haven’t changed all that much and still aren’t doing cool things with their life.


School picture vs. Running ragged

If you’ve seen Freaks and Geeks, there is a great scene where Sam approaches Gordon Crisp, “the fat kid” about how he smells bad. Gordon explains that he has a medical condition called trimethylaminuria that makes him smell. Sam asks if he will smell for the rest of his life? and Gordon responds that he will, but he doesn’t mind because “The nice people don’t mind and it weeds out the jerks.”

While, I am not advocating that we all just embrace our BO to figure out who really likes us, the idea is there. The people that will accept us as is, are the ones worth our time, and the people that tease us are jerks and are not worth our time.


Ah, college Ultimate…

gotta have at least one ski photo

gotta have at least one ski photo


Wouldn’t it be Easier to Take a Helicopter?

When I tell people my plan they either instantly get it, or they don’t. The ones that don’t, start asking questions. “do you count the feet skied, hiked, or both?”, “can you take lifts?”, “how many miles is that?”, and my personal favorite “wouldn’t it just be easier to take a helicopter?”

Some of the answers to these questions are pretty straight forward, “No, I cannot take lifts”, but others are a bit more nuanced, so I will do my best to answer them as fully as I can.

What am I counting?
The goal is to earn 2.5 Million vertical feet of skiing. This sounds simple enough, but actually has a couple complexities. Assuming I start and end the day in the same place (most days), I can count either the up or the down, but not both. For simplicity sake I will always count the up.

On the occasional day where I start and end at a different location, it is not as simple. If I end below where I started and take a car back up to the trailhead, essentially that vertical was not earned, so it does not count. However if I start below where I end and take a car downhill then… I am not sure to be honest. I will have to contact Greg Hill and see.

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South American volcanoes, not Washington…

There is another case as well. Lets imagine it is spring and I am skiing a volcano in Washington. I start the day hiking 4,000 feet through the forest with skis on my pack. Then I hit the snow and skin to the summit. Then I take a few laps and ski down, then hike the 4,000 feet back to the car. Does that 4,000 feet count as earned vertical. I certainly earned it, and I had skis on my back, but I didn’t ski… Again, I have to ask Greg Hill and see what he did. I will follow whatever rules he followed.

Joey Camps. Holds the FKT for the Cali section of the PCT!

Joey Camps. Holds the unsupported FKT for the Cali section of the PCT!

As a short tangent. Breaking Fastest Known Times (FKTs) is a new wave in the ultra running scene. It applies to short hikes and long trails (ie The Appalachian Trail). In this community one of the ways of hiking is unsupported. There is no hard and fast definition of what an unsupported hike is, so whoever attempts an FKT must follow the rules that the previous person followed/created. The rules that the new FKT follows must be equal to or more stringent than the previous rules. It is this logic that I am following in conforming to Greg Hill’s rules.

The question of how many miles often comes up. I guess this has two answers. I will be hiking 473.5 vertical miles and skiing 473.5 vertical miles as well 🙂 That is 86.1 Everests from sea level.

However, I think the question people really want to know is how many horizontal miles will I be walking. And I don’t really know. Some tours have long approaches and other are just straight up and down all day. Last year I kept track occasionally and it seemed that it was about 1-2 miles per 1,000′ of vertical. And I would assume about 1/4-1/3 of that is the skiing itself. So a very rough estimation would be about 1.25 horizontal uphill miles per 1,000′. So for 2.5 Million feet that is 3,125 miles of hiking. I have no idea how accurate this is.

A long day from last winter. I think this tour was 32 miles.

A long day from last winter. I think this tour was 32 miles.

The real take away for me is that the mileage is really not a concern. Walking uphill 10K per day is the difficult part if that 10K is over 10 miles or 15 miles it doesn’t make too much of a difference. Most importantly though no matter how many miles I hike, I still only get to ski the vertical feet. So bring on the steep skin track!!


Skinning with a pine bow

Skinning with a pine bow

I will be hiking, skinning, boot-packing, climbing, mountaineering, postholing, side-stepping?, and likely any other self-powered way of going uphill you can think of, for 2.5 million vertical feet. Using these forms of travel to ski makes the skiing earned. I like using the word earned. In many ways the earning of the turns is why I enjoy skiing in the backcountry. It doesn’t diminish unearned turns. I mean if I was walking down the road and someone handed me a slice of pie, I would gladly eat it. But the pie I pick the berries for and rolled out my homemade dough and make a woven top for is just going to taste better.

When earning turns there is no choice but to be where you are at that very moment. As one ski moves in front of another on repeat, every gust of wind is right there. When it’s snowing and the wind is from the South as you walk East along a ridge, the whole right side of your face becomes coated in snow. There is no doubt that the north slopes are becoming loaded and should be of concern. Or skinning up the South face in the morning, it starts rock solid and you are kicking yourself for leaving the ski crampons at home. But right as you crest the ridge it begins to corn up. Now is the perfect time to drop, and the skin back up will be easy, then on to north facing slopes for the rest of the day.

Sometimes, what can be noticed when earning turns is the smallest of things. There was one day a couple years ago, where there was a light breeze coming up Little Cottonwood Canyon from the West. It was a warmish day with a thick layer of fog. I was planning to ski a Southwest facing slope. On the way up I noticed a very, very thin crust beginning to form on the west-facing aspects. The fog was laying down a thin rime crust, not enough to ruin a run, but enough to notice. The due south slopes were enough out of the breeze that they remained smooth and soft. On my descent I carefully stayed just on the South facing edges of the sub-ridges and had a perfect run down.

[Inset picture of me mooning a helicopter]*

So while taking a helicopter may seem easier, the truth is not so simple. Would I have been able to perfectly time a spring corn run? Maybe. Would I have noticed the thin rime crust? Ignoring that fact that helicopters would not have even flown with that much fog, likely no. A helicopter is certainly less strenuous, but it could never provide the experience that I’m looking for.


*while I have done this, there is no photo evidence… yet.


Vacation, Outdoor Retailer, and a Few Day in Alta

The last few weeks have been busy, relaxing, strenuous, and somewhat overwhelming at times. I left Vermont and spent a week relaxing on Cape Cod. Then I flew from Boston to SLC for the Outdoor Retailer Show. I have never been to anything quite like it. The past few days I was up in Alta getting my August turns in and doing some hiking.

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A little slice of Thoreau’s paradise

Vacation on The Cape has been a family tradition since before I could walk. The pristine kettle ponds, endless oceans, and ripping single track make for full days. We joke that the “Cape Trip” is about doing the most physical activity you can, so that you can eat as much as you can each night.


Full Disclosure: I fell 2 frames after this

This years “Cape Trip” was similar to years past, but I took doing as much activity as possible a bit further. I swam 1/2 mile across pond and back each day. I did a bit of windsurfing, though the wind wasn’t quite there. I tried my hand at SUP surfing. It took me a good hour and a half just to paddle in a straight line. Then I was able to catch a few good waves. The surf was the best I have seen in many years.

We have always mountain biked on The Cape, but this year I really fell in love with the seemingly endless smooth fast single the National Seashore has to offer.

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Smooth single track

At the sad conclusion of the “Cape Trip” I wasted little time and headed for Utah, the beehive state. Why? no idea.

For the first 4 days back in UT I was trapped downtown at the Outdoor Retailer Show. And what a show it is! There are 1500 retailers and it costs many millions of dollars to put the show on. There are 2 story buildings, built just for the show, inside the convention center. There was a full size Hobie Cat hanging from the ceiling. Here’s a list of 19 WTF products seen at OR. I think I walked about 15 miles a day traversing the convention center from end to end to end for each meeting I had. There were live SUP demonstrations going on nonstop, and there was a whole room devoted to Chinese manufacturing. Yeah, I guess the OR show is a big deal!

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Hobie Cat hanging from the ceiling

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Yep, that room is about 1/10th of the show

Once I finally escaped the clutches of capitalism and consumerism I went straight for Little Cottonwood Canyon. Even though it was summer up there it felt like coming home. LCC in full bloom may be just as beautiful as it is in the winter. Wait, what am I talking about!?! It’s beautiful in the summer, but not that beautiful!

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My best touring buddy, Joey Camps, went with me on a quick mission to get in a couple August turns. The upper reaches of Snowbird were still holding on to just enough snow to make some turns. After skiing, to save the knees, we took the tram down.

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Plenty enough to ski:)

I don’t know if it was revenge for making him come skiing the previous day, but the next day Joey totally sandbagged me and took me on an 11 mile hike. Sure 11 miles sounds easy, but it was also 8,500 elevation gain. Still though that shouldn’t be be too hard. It was also nearly all class 3/4 scrambling with some class 5 climbing and much of it had crazy exposure.

Hey Buddy!

Hey Buddy!

We summited Storm Mountain, The East SLC Twin, O’Sullivan, Dromedary, Monte Christo, and Mt. Superior. Coming up to Monte Christo was easily the scariest part. We had to traverse out a 4ft ledge looking straight down at the Tram Club. Then we had to make a couple tricky class 5 moves getting higher up and even more exposed. We finally pulled over the crux and easily scrambled to the summit!

one of the less exposed sections

One of the less exposed sections

Exposed scrambling is something I am pretty new to. It is an interesting head game. No single move is hard. However the continual threat of falling means that you have to stay focused for many hours (10 in this case) and move a bit slower to make sure that you don’t slip or trip. I think I retied my shoes about 7 times during the day, just to make sure they were tight.

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The days hike left to right.

So, nice and puckered, I left Utah and headed back to VT. Coming off the OR Show, I am more stoked than ever for 2point5mill. I have a workout regimen that I will begin this week. I have some great mtn bike rides planned and I have started back up jumping in the stream every day!