Anyway, while a couple of people who don't really like their ski bases much have been up there skiing on the rocks, I've been taking a pass and doing some hiking and ice climbing. It's beautiful up there right now, even with the lack of skiable snow.
From an ice climbing trip with friends on Saturday:
My friend Bruce and my dog Cody got to spend some quality time up there.
Jeff hadn't climbed ice more than once or twice, and hadn't done it at all for a couple of years. My husband Ken gave him a quick "Ice Climbing 101" class.
And then belayed him as he gave it a whirl. Jeff was STOKED to get up there!
Why bother with a rope?
I've never been one for high heels...
Erik showed up just as we were packing up to go drink beer... did a couple of quick rope-free laps since he'd gone to the trouble to get all dressed up and everything...
Sweet canyon view... and one that only the climbers and mountain goats get to see.
I think given the conditions that ice climbing rather than skiing is likely to be in my immediate future. This isn't too terrible in the scheme of things.
