“This is not skiing!”
Bo moans halfway up the boot pack, and honestly, I have to agree with him.
We are most definitely not skiing.
Instead we seem to be walking straight up a mountain with our skis dangling off our backs.
Instead we have been skinning, waddling and hiking up, around and through the pass.
Some would argue that using lifts or sleds dilutes the actual meaning of skiing.
Ski up, ski down, earn your turns.
Regardless of your definition of skiing we are still out in the mountains and everyone is stoked.
I linked up with Sander Hadley, Bo Ferro and Meaghann Gaffney the day before.
As we sessioned and tweaked the jump a group of camo clad men skinned past.
After a solid afternoon of tweaking we declared the booter “marginally sub optimal.”
Day Two opened with bluebird skies and the addition of Matt “Tsak the Cat” to our crew.
We resolved to climb the bootpack up Gory Bowl, regardless of its definition as “real skiing.”
When it did we were met with a descent worthy of any resort.
Each turn was just that much sweeter, tempered by the sweat of our climb.
Unfortunately we left the ramp to solidify overnight and skied back down to the car without hitting it.
We only had a few days of Teton touring but I’m already stoked to get back out!
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