TR: Exploring the Aiguilles Rouges, Sans Les Peaux
Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:06 pm
So today I arrived at the top of the Index chair and looked in my bag to discover I had left my skins somewhere in my command center.
No worries, I would just hike halfway to fucking Texas and back on foot, in very, very deep snow. I couldn't let Liz miss another pow day at my expense.
So we mounted up and headed up what I think is the Aiguille de la Gliere, from about a hundred meters short of the summit, we dropped the col de la Floria. This face offered up some amazing fall line and extremely sheltered blower pow. Though it doesn't really feel like it, you're skiing on the Glacier de la Floria, a nice pocket glacier tucked up in there. After you exit the glacier there is still quite a ways of skiing. Anyway, we reached the bottom and headed around the corner to the col de berard, which is where the fun boot packing really began. From the col, one can ski all the way to the town of Le Buet where a train conveniently disposes of you. All in all not so bad. I needed some punishment. I've been naughty.
No worries, I would just hike halfway to fucking Texas and back on foot, in very, very deep snow. I couldn't let Liz miss another pow day at my expense.
So we mounted up and headed up what I think is the Aiguille de la Gliere, from about a hundred meters short of the summit, we dropped the col de la Floria. This face offered up some amazing fall line and extremely sheltered blower pow. Though it doesn't really feel like it, you're skiing on the Glacier de la Floria, a nice pocket glacier tucked up in there. After you exit the glacier there is still quite a ways of skiing. Anyway, we reached the bottom and headed around the corner to the col de berard, which is where the fun boot packing really began. From the col, one can ski all the way to the town of Le Buet where a train conveniently disposes of you. All in all not so bad. I needed some punishment. I've been naughty.