And the sunrises are inspiring:
It was way to good to stop and take pictures, but we managed a few:
The wind in Idaho does not favor an El Nino year, and there were a few East wind days that gives up to a very small but scenic area. We managed to kite to some favorable touring terrain looping our 12's to allow for a quicker than skinning approach.
Each 30-45 minutes of our trip, I would compulsivley check my hightech internet phone to see what the models said about when the wind would switch back west, filling the glourious terrain we scored on the first day. This also allowed us to see that our favorite spots in UT were going off everyday we had been gone. We awoke on the 4th day, checked the weather and packed the shit up for Utah for 4 straight days of powered riding.
Oh yeah the snow was good and the sun came out too.
What a great week. I would also like to thank Jake for saving us the massive slog back to the car when the wind died on Sunday at the Snowpark and left a number of us swamped in the desert wasteland between the mountains and the road. At first it seemed a mirage, but soon it materialized into an RMK 900 and Jake was telling us he could save us the three mile wallow after he picked up his buddies. My friend had touring bindings and skins, mine were in the car. Never again in Camas Valley, Never again. I think it is more reasonable to say never again without sandwiches, water, light, compass. Don't sleep until you get to the car.