I woke to the howling of the wind at 4:45. With a long day in the office to look forward to, a delicious, traditional Argentine breakfast was prepared: cheap hot dogs, scrambled eggs, stale toast.
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| Scope shot through the clouds. Our line was straight down the gut. |
Ready to go, we ran into a slight delay: the ski room was locked. We got lucky here. Despite both doors being locked, the window was left wide open. Only in South America. A quick climb through it to pass gear out, and the technical crux of the day was over. We woke Matthias and were walking out of town before the sun rose.
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| Lee and Matthias climb with Cerro Lenas in the background |
Things went about as smoothly as they could for the next six hours or so. There was some boot packing over scree, light winds, great views, and of course a little getting lost.
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| Got wind? |
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| Lee hiking far ahead, as usual |
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| Sastrugi supplied some sketchy skinning |
Finally at the top, we took in the view, transitioned, and got to go skiing. Cartón, powder, corn, it was a long ski down that had it all. As fun as the steeps are, I was glad our line was more flat, and provided a nice, long ski out. After hiking all morning, it was great to link together so many turns. We Canadiened after the first pitch and were walking home by four.
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| Turns, finally! |
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| Matthias enters the choke |
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| Nice and wind buffed |
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| More nice turns |
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| Walking home after a solid day |
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