Ice is for Whiskey

Sometimes plans just don’t work out.

Paul making a cold crossing of Cayoosh Creek. We were hoping to climb an ice route on the other side. Note the garbage bags.


Nick forgot his garbage bags. If it was any colder, I don’t think this would have worked.

Sarah in the moment. I’m not sure why Sarah is smiling, it wasn’t fun.

We never found the route because of the fog and uncertainty of which drainage it was in. We ended the day with this 100m gully. Almost perfect for bumsliding, except for the occasional pointy rock. The highlight of the day.

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