Originally Posted by Tony Crocker
Speaking of skiing on July 4: http://www.firsttracksonline.com/boa...pic.php?t=2152
Bob, I didn't know you had a streak going, but I should have figured it out when you went to Loveland in October. I did not do that so mine stopped at 12 months. How do you usually get September?
September is usually the tough one.
Here's an approximate chronology of my September skiing:
1998: A semi-permanent snowfield underneath the north face of the American Fork Twin Peaks at Snowbird. I hiked to the top of the Gad 2 lift and then did over an hour of heinous boulder-hopping to get to the snow.
1999: The worst of any of the years. Last day of September, I talked my wife into hiking with me to the permanent snowfield under Mount Timpanogos above Provo, UT. We hiked through intermittent rain for three hours before running into snow for the last half hour to Emerald Lake. By the time we got there, we were both drenched and it was blowing/snowing. My wife was so cold she couldn't undo her pack buckles. We managed to get our boots on, hiked about halfway up the snowfield, skied an inch of new snow on top of old sun cups and rockfall, and beat it for the bottom. Miserable, miserable trip.
2000: The avalanche apron underneath Central Couloir on Cody Peak. This one was memorable because there's a huge, deteriorating cliff wall above it with occasional rocks dropping off the cliffs, down the couloir, and whizzing over my head. That was my most paranoid experience during the streak.
2001: Montezuma Snowfield, Castle Peak outside Aspen. On August 31, we drove (on the scariest jeep "road" I've ever seen) to a little camping site at 12,600 feet between Castle Peak and Conundrum Peak (both 14-ers). We skied the Montezuma snowfield, which is at about 13,300 feet, the evening of the 31st and stashed our skis at the base of the snowfield. We camped out by the car on an incredibly beautiful full-moon night, got up the next morning and summitted Castle and Conundrum, skied on the way down, and checked off August and September together.
2002: Back to Mount Timpanogos and an *almost-as-miserable* experience as 1999. It didn't rain on us but we hiked through a nearly featureless fog. We finally found a snowfield, I skied some crappy breakable crust, and we hiked back down through the soup.
2003: Again the last day of September, we went to Timberline on Mount Hood. Wouldn't you know it, the wind was blowing so hard in the morning that they CLOSED THE LIFTS.
: With no other alternative, we hiked up to the Palmer snowfield instead of riding the chairs and made our turns. We actually had to wear goggles while hiking up because the wind was blowing so hard it was basically a sandstorm.
2004: The *best* September of the bunch. I happened to be driving over Beartooth Pass the day after a pretty major fall snowstorm. There's a little gully just off the highway that leads to a very nice couloir. There was about 8" of new snow and I skied powder on a bluebird day. The only hiking required was booting back up my line. I wish they all could have been like that.
2005: A wonderful snowfield three peaks south of the top of the Jackson Hole tram. A long, tiring trip, but really good skiing. It's the roundish-looking patch of snow below the peak in this photo. That snowfield is much, much bigger than it looks in this photo - it's just a long way away:
2006: With any luck, it'll be here if they're still open and running by September 17: