After an awesome day with great conditions on 4/09, Drew and I went back to the trap and started scheming on the next days tour. We knew that conditions would still be stellar, another bluebird powder day in Alaska…. No complaints here. On a previous tour in Turnagain, we had spied out a couloir at the end of an opposing drainage. It was the largest couloir on the ridge; big, steep, and aesthetic. We decided this couloir would be our objective for the day.
Drew skinning through the Turnagain alder brush.
Getting in to the alpine we could see the couloir, and although it looked close, knew that it was still about 1.5 miles away.
After a solid 2 hours of hiking, we were finally approaching the couloir.
Feeling confident about snow stability, we decided to boot up the couloir. It wasn't the most conservative route, but it was the most efficient route.
Starting to boot up the gut, it was nice to have our verts. "It can't be that far, right? I can see the top."
1400' Later, we were topping out on the ridge.
And after a short hike to the peak, we were summit chillin'. The weather was perfect, the views were top notch, and the snow was powder. We were STOKING. We hung out on the summit for a while, and enjoyed the scenery before dropping. From the summit, you could see endless mountains, in ever direction. This is one of four panoramic's I took.
Stoked on life, it was time to rip the couloir. Drew went first, and ripped it up. The snow was blower, and the line was bitchin'.
The snow was cohesion-less, and although it wasn't super deep, still produced a decent sluff.
Drew slashing into the sluff near the bottom.
After watching Drew shred it up, I was stoking, and ripped down. Near perfect conditions, on a great line, in an epic place. We were feeling good about life. After soaking in the stoke, we snowboarded down the valley, and after some bushwhacking shenanigans, were back at the car.
Its bear season up here, and we staying strapped.
Another great day in the AK backcountry.