<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604</id><updated>2011-11-18T15:16:16.887-08:00</updated><category term='Ski touring'/><category term='telemark skiing'/><category term='ski mountaineering'/><category term='Backcountry Skiing'/><title type='text'>Snow Line</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-923988444965427705</id><published>2011-10-02T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T15:16:16.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXlV2_UDqNc/Tp2zhmAqzEI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_GmBubrI6Iw/s1600/SummitDome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXlV2_UDqNc/Tp2zhmAqzEI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_GmBubrI6Iw/s400/SummitDome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664881296022359106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long, cold spring this past year, I was ready for the summer ski season.  The massive accumulation of snow in the spring promised excellent coverage for the early summer and possible extending the season into August.  By early July, the snow depth around the Mt. Baker Ski Area was over 30 feet in places.   That led to a July 4th ski tour up Herman Saddle with plenty of coverage of the route from start to finish.  The next on the list was Mt. Adams.  I had not climbed to to summit since 1995- 16 years ago.  I had been training on the stairs at the local park in preparation for the climb but was unsure if I would be fit enough for the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of weekends in July were socked in with rain and clouds, making the trek to Mt. Adams not very appealing.  So I waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forecast for second weekend of August was perfect- sunny, light winds, and still enough snow to ski on the South Face of M. Adams. None of my ski buddies were available or similarly motivated to climb this 12,276 ft. peak, so it looked like I was going solo.  Loading up my gear, skis, boots, and camp necessities, I set off up the mountain on Friday afternoon to get to my high camp at 8100 feet that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summit day started at 5 AM -a clear, blue sky day.  The rest of the story is unveiled in my short film "SOLO".  I hope it will be shown at a mountain film festival this fall or next depending on the submission cycles.  Needless to say, it was an outstanding climb and ski descent that I will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LBp0GvOMjDA/Tp2zqKEUATI/AAAAAAAAAqI/TArPrPvX3zY/s1600/Descent1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LBp0GvOMjDA/Tp2zqKEUATI/AAAAAAAAAqI/TArPrPvX3zY/s400/Descent1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664881443140272434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6O9X7BXPuWQ"&gt;The Trailer for Solo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-923988444965427705?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/923988444965427705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=923988444965427705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/923988444965427705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/923988444965427705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2011/10/summer-snow.html' title='Summer Snow'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXlV2_UDqNc/Tp2zhmAqzEI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_GmBubrI6Iw/s72-c/SummitDome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-5148242776845089664</id><published>2011-03-15T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T18:43:07.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter's Surprise</title><content type='html'>Some winters come and go with little fanfare.  Some backcountry ski seasons are the same.  The last two years (2009 and 2010) were pretty uneventful as far as great mid-winter touring as the snow was sporadic, the coverage mediocre much of the season in the Cascades and no "perfect" days in the backcountry that coincided with my days off.  We had a good late season making for decent spring skiing but the powder days were hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been something a bit different.  Out of 8 days of ski touring in the past 2 months, 7 were in powder conditions.  Seven.  I can't remember getting 5 good days of powder even when skiing in the backcountry of the Canadian Rockies for a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the camera has been humming.  I've produced more short video tours of the places we have explored then in any past season.  Some of the explorations were true surprises.  Like Bear Mountain and the north side of Cougar Mountain in Okanogan county.  We climbed these mountains with no clue at the beginning of the tour of how the conditions would be on the way down, only to be delighted by the depth and quality of the snow.  Then there was Heather Ridge.  The forecast was for 2 inches of new snow and the telemetry data said the same on Steven's Pass that day.  But as we climbed we say the snow was much deeper as we climbed up, only to find a full 18" of fresh, light, cold powder at the top.  Doesn't get much better than that on a day when expecting "dust on crust".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one of the great things about ski touring.  You find new places, new routes, unexpected snow conditions - all are treasures.  In a world where it feels that discovery is rare and a thing of the past, winter can surprise us with this fresh new world of snow and light that bathes our visual and kinesthetic senses with the beauty of freshly laden slopes with supple and voluminous powder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my YouTube Channel to see the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/doctortelemark?feature=mhum"&gt;DrTelemark's YouTube Channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-5148242776845089664?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/5148242776845089664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=5148242776845089664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/5148242776845089664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/5148242776845089664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2011/03/winters-surprise.html' title='Winter&apos;s Surprise'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-7010332871280184466</id><published>2010-07-02T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T16:15:09.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Into Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TC5x_yWXDxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/2G54eP6lYYQ/s1600/P1000274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TC5x_yWXDxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/2G54eP6lYYQ/s400/P1000274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489450336472469266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an amazing late snow season after a very mediocre winter accumulation. By mid-May, the snow in the mountains had piled up to the normal levels seen in early March in most winters.  After dismal late winter conditions, the snow conditions have been one of great coverage above 4500 ft.  Since many of the lower tours dip below this level, I have spent most of my free weekend days on Mt. Rainier, my favorite place to backcountry tour anywhere in the Cascades. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has ranged from complete whiteouts to brilliant sunshine on the days we made it up to Paradise.  The trip in May was memorable only in that is was, for a good part of the descent, truly skiing by braille. The June tours yielded some excellent snow conditions on the Muir Snowfield, especially above 7000 feet elevation.   The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; videos of these tours are located on my Vimeo site at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.vimeo.com/user550806"&gt;http://www.vimeo.com/user550806&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  Stop by and view the movies and see what a difference the weather makes over the same exact route on 3 different occasions with very different conditions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's time for summer to roll in, though for me and most of my family, we will be in Kenya for a good portion of it.  Within few weeks of returning, the first snows will likely drift into the North Cascades yet again.  The cycle continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-7010332871280184466?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/7010332871280184466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=7010332871280184466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/7010332871280184466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/7010332871280184466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2010/07/spring-into-summer.html' title='Spring Into Summer'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TC5x_yWXDxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/2G54eP6lYYQ/s72-c/P1000274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-3707248407251161052</id><published>2009-12-29T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:44:07.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SzouH4j2VkI/AAAAAAAAAXs/sj7p-S1QC2w/s1600-h/SilverstarDusting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SzouH4j2VkI/AAAAAAAAAXs/sj7p-S1QC2w/s400/SilverstarDusting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420695814470522434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is during this kind of season that I get impatient for snow.  It seems we have been tempted by an early snow fall into thinking this would be a great season of skiing.  In early November, a deluge of snow hit the Cascades, loading the slopes with 6-10 feet of snow.  This has been followed by nearly 6 weeks of cold temperatures and sun, creating less than ideal conditions in the backcountry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Methow, where we have sought refuge from the city and access to the high country in the winter, the meager early snow fall has stayed on the ground but the 4 inches that covers our place is no where near the 2-3 feet we usually have by Christmas.  The days of skiing out the back door to nearby Lewis Butte for some great touring are memories from past seasons and not a part of our current reality.  Fortunately, there has been just enough snow to cover the roads and tracks that make up the a good portion of cross-country skiing system in the valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we wait.  For fresh snow, hopefully of significant volume to truly cover the landscape out here before spring comes and during times we can actually be here.  Patience is required - to wait for the snow and wait for the chance to get away to the mountains.  Patience is also needed for the time when Peg and I can be here full time, to pick and choose the time to explore the backcountry on our own time schedule.  Someday that will come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-3707248407251161052?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/3707248407251161052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=3707248407251161052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/3707248407251161052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/3707248407251161052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2009/12/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SzouH4j2VkI/AAAAAAAAAXs/sj7p-S1QC2w/s72-c/SilverstarDusting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-5464866180746880417</id><published>2008-12-28T19:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T07:34:28.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backcountry Skiing'/><title type='text'>Sage Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SVhC4GQ29uI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Ghmf7AlS1h0/s1600-h/SageAdvice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285047694240708322" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 268px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SVhC4GQ29uI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Ghmf7AlS1h0/s400/SageAdvice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a late snow season and a cold one out here in Washington State. I waxed my skis in late October hoping for the usual November snows and a few ski days before Christmas. Instead, the days of sunshine continued then a few weeks of warm clouds with no appreciable snow in much of the Cascades - at least not enough to ski down any slope without carving intricate sanskrit marking with rocks on the bottoms of your skis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out in Winthrop, where track skiing abounds and the famous cold, dry snows allow for early X-C skiing, there was no snow at all on the ground until 10 days before Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then winter arrived - not only to the Cascade range but to the lowlands with actual freezing temperatures and snow that stuck around for more than 24 hours. In fact, it will be a winter storm remembered with the snarls of traffic in downtown Seattle from cars and buses unable to climb its many hills. It was snowing everywhere, it was actually piling up. Entire neighborhoods came out to sled, ski and snowboard on the city streets. Nevermind that if you fall on concrete with 6 inches of snow cover it hurts like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we return to Winthrop while the snow is falling heavily on the west side to try to break out our ski touring gear for the season. We ski up one of our favorite local routes towards Lewis Butte and find that the sage is only half covered with the 12 inches of snow on the ground instead of the usual 30+ inches this time of year. It is dicey to attempt a few turns in the dry, nearly granular snow. None the less, I've been out every day, checking out the 2 new inches of snow that has fallen every night, hoping that the coverage will grow to allow for some skiing on something other than flat terrain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skiing in low cover conditions has many exciting moments. First, the sage snags the tips of your skis and prevents any turning or unweighting of the ski until you have blown through it (at 5 mph since the snow is deep and slow on flat terrain). Second, some of the low mounds of snow that look like sage are actually ROCKS. The thought of a nice deep tele turn with your trailing knee smacking one of those babies really is enticing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas, our vacation's end is looming near. I feverishly scan the weather reports that promise new snow but will it be too little to late?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Telemark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-5464866180746880417?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/5464866180746880417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=5464866180746880417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/5464866180746880417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/5464866180746880417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2008/12/sage-advice.html' title='Sage Advice'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SVhC4GQ29uI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Ghmf7AlS1h0/s72-c/SageAdvice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-4114241693672812409</id><published>2008-06-23T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:33:51.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinook Pass Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SJ-yZzHQzRI/AAAAAAAAARA/8MX-TDDtLMA/s1600-h/FaceClimb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233097448314948882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SJ-yZzHQzRI/AAAAAAAAARA/8MX-TDDtLMA/s400/FaceClimb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SF_sd0ikUzI/AAAAAAAAAQI/8DGv29p0aYI/s1600-h/Chinook.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, it's mid-June, the skis are in the garage after a crazy tour over Memorial Day weekend that was a pure bushwhack. It's over, right? The summer blues induced by skiing withdrawal was starting to work it way into my brain. Then I got the call. Bryn and other ski buds were eyeing a ski day at Chinook Pass which is high enough to still be holding the snow. The weather forecast- 70 degrees and sunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived at 10:30 and started up the west flank of Naches Peak. Wrapping around the south side, we made our way up to the skier's summit and soaked in the sun and 100+ mile views in all directions. The snow was perfectly consolidated and everything was still well covered, especially the north and east facing slopes. We first took a run down the south face, thinking that later in the afternoon, the snow would soften more than we would like. Then we turned to the north and dropped into the basin east of Naches Peak. Back up again for another run in the bowl in some incredibly nice snow for carving tele-turns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended the tour with the group splitting up and taking two different routes down into the west bowl of Naches peak. For the finale, a couple of us dropped down to below Cayuse pass and were graciously picked up by the drivers of our cars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a day of splendid blues skies that would drive anyone's blues away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the HD video on &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/1204930"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drtelemark.com/"&gt;Dr. Telemark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-4114241693672812409?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/4114241693672812409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=4114241693672812409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/4114241693672812409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/4114241693672812409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2008/06/chinook-pass-blues.html' title='Chinook Pass Blues'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SJ-yZzHQzRI/AAAAAAAAARA/8MX-TDDtLMA/s72-c/FaceClimb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-8721215448259808598</id><published>2008-05-26T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:15:02.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo-yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SDrSPckVrmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/SiP1AbnHaTA/s1600-h/yoyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204703482188508770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="290" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SDrSPckVrmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/SiP1AbnHaTA/s320/yoyo.jpg" width="373" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This spring has been a long, slow transition toward summer here in the Northwest. The cloudy cool days abound and colder than normal temperatures in the mountains have led to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprising&lt;/span&gt; spring skiing conditions. A group of us went up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yodelin&lt;/span&gt;, an abandoned ski area just east of Stevens Pass, to spend a day skiing in the spring corn. The mountains had other plans. A weather system moved in the night before our tour and dropped about 8 inches of new snow over parts of the central Cascades. We arrived at the base of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yodelin&lt;/span&gt; route with sun warmed new snow covering the trees and slopes beautifully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The short climb to the upper open slopes brought us to open meadows of dry new snow that were begging for tracks. We skied to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ridge line&lt;/span&gt; and decided to ski the north face for the day. The sun was breaking through just enough to warm the south slopes into a semi-dense s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tyrofoam&lt;/span&gt; snow, so staying on the north facing aspects was going to be the rule of the day. After the first run, the weather changed dramatically, and we were suddenly climbing up in a heavy snow fall of great new light snow. About 2 inches fell in the next hour as we did our next run, just adjacent to our first descent tracks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus the day went, ski a run, more snow, then another run, then the sun would break through. We yo-yo-ed the slopes about 5 times and completely cut up what was pristine glade of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;untracked&lt;/span&gt; snow a few hours before. We felt sorry that the next people to head up there would have no such experience. Alas, someone had to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the Yodelin video &lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~drtelemark/wsb/televideo.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Telemark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-8721215448259808598?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/8721215448259808598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=8721215448259808598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/8721215448259808598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/8721215448259808598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2008/05/yo-yo.html' title='Yo-yo'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/SDrSPckVrmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/SiP1AbnHaTA/s72-c/yoyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-7437105232705076936</id><published>2008-01-22T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:28:24.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backcountry Skiing'/><title type='text'>Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/R5bP0J2qzDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cud6GuMyCCk/s1600-h/Blogpost1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158538918104845362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/R5bP0J2qzDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cud6GuMyCCk/s400/Blogpost1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We live in an era where discoveries are either grand or trivial. Most of them don't seem to directly affect our lives so we don't dwell on them much. Until you make your own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the great moments in backcountry skiing is when you make your own discovery - often with a few friends who truly share in the joy of the moment. I had that this week with Peg, Bryn and Jorie. We did a couple ski tours but one of them was to a nearby area that you can access easily from a friends property so we parked there to start our tour. It hadn't snowed for at least 10 days but it had been cold so we were hoping to find a little decent snow in the basin we were heading to. Our friends had never been there in the winter so didn't really know what we would find. We could see the basin from a nearby butte that we were on a few days before which sparked our curiosity about the area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our discovery happened in stages. First, as we climbed the north and east facing slopes of the basin, we found a well consolidated 3 foot base with 6-10 inched of medium density powder covering a long series of potential ski runs. Secondly, as we climbed a great route, the views and expanse of the little patch of heaven grew ever more grand. Finally, when we peeled off our skins, the snow that settled in around our feet was superb. We skied soft powder run after run in the 20 degree clear blue skies. And we were alone. The only other tracks in the area were those of the coyotes whose dens we spotted on our second day there. We made a great discovery - sure its a personal one that won't change the world but none the less, it changed us. We will be back to enjoy the fruits of this wintry valley again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A video of the tour will be posted at: &lt;a href="http://www.drtelemark.com/"&gt;www.drtelemark.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-7437105232705076936?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/7437105232705076936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=7437105232705076936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/7437105232705076936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/7437105232705076936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2008/01/discovery.html' title='Discovery'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/R5bP0J2qzDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cud6GuMyCCk/s72-c/Blogpost1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-6250764019205684744</id><published>2008-01-19T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:30:48.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='telemark skiing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backcountry Skiing'/><title type='text'>Returning to Roots</title><content type='html'>Every once in a while I become nostalgic about the "old days" of skiing with skinny skis, leather boots and long poles. In the late 80's, when Peg and I started our cross-country to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;telemark&lt;/span&gt; conversion, we slowly progressed up the chain of gear that now has become a march of technology that never seems to end. Learning to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;telemark&lt;/span&gt; turn with short leather boots, partial or no metal edges on skis was a chore that I hope to never return to again. But, the physical work was amazingly demanding with the older gear and the strength required to pull off a day in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;backcountry&lt;/span&gt; (or, God-forbid, a ski area) was exponentially greater than what it takes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;telemark&lt;/span&gt; ski now. Perhaps we are fortunate though, that as we age and get busy in city life, kids and work, our time is not our own as often so having the new "stuff" lets us cheat our age and out of shape muscles a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a return to roots, kinda. We put on out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;XC&lt;/span&gt; boots and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;combi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;XC&lt;/span&gt; skis and took off up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rendezvous&lt;/span&gt; trails just NW of Winthrop. 10 km up and 10km down on skinny skis, no skins, cable bindings of big plastic boots. Of course, the skis and boots we did have we capable of skating so after we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;schlepped&lt;/span&gt; up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rendezvous&lt;/span&gt; Pass, we turn around and cruised the mostly downhill run with a combination of skating and classic skiing. The great thing to realize was how much fun it was to be out on a road tour, seeing other families and groups heading up and down the trail. Having light skis with great agility was fun and brought me back to the old days of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;backcountry&lt;/span&gt; touring to a degree. Sure, we weren't slogging up a steep ridge at Rainier in a blizzard, but the memory is there of the lightness and speed of gear that was made to cover distance, not carve up a steep face with graceful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tele&lt;/span&gt;-turns. It is good to mix it up -- it surely reminds me that times are a changing, even in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;backcountry&lt;/span&gt;. The beauty of it is that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;backcountry&lt;/span&gt; doesn't change - the stark beauty, the wild weather, the snow that decides if it you can ski it or not. Time to head out again and see what awaits - in my new gear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drtelemark.com/"&gt;http://www.drtelemark.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-6250764019205684744?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/6250764019205684744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=6250764019205684744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/6250764019205684744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/6250764019205684744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2008/01/returning-to-roots.html' title='Returning to Roots'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-1349902928897641092</id><published>2007-12-13T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T20:31:43.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Comes...</title><content type='html'>The unmistakable scent of fall is in the air.  Wet, dead leaves have a certain woody smell that means one thing:  it's cold, wet and somewhere up in the mountains, the snow is already falling.  It has now been a couple of weeks since the first real dump of snow has blanketed the Cascades and the telemarkers have been out breaking trail and carving their first turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakedown tours are always a good idea and we did one at the Cutthroat Lake Trail just off Highway 20.  It was a cold, cloudy morning and we arrived at the trailhead with great anticipation of a day of touring up a valley floor then up to some slopes with just enough coverage to make some turns.  Part of the process of the first ski of the season is making sure you have all of your gear that you need, followed by putting it to use for the first time since summer (the non-ski season is blessedly short around here).  Here is where the first revelation occurred - my skins had died over the summer.  My trusted Ascension skins that were 4 years old and always bonded well to the bottoms of my skis were suddenly hanging from the cold surface of my skis like a sail hanging from a mast.   I attached the the skins under some tension but after a 1/2 mile on the train, it became apparent that I was going no where fast and Peg's patience wouldn't last for ever as a slipped along behind her.  The rest of the tour was on foot, fortunately on a well packed trail that kept one from post-holing, most of the time, through the 3 feet of snow that had accumulated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with skins, reglued and cleaned, we face the rest of the season.  It's time to track down some fresh, cold, light, early winter snow and float down some mountainsides.  Winter has come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-1349902928897641092?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/1349902928897641092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=1349902928897641092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/1349902928897641092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/1349902928897641092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-comes.html' title='It Comes...'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-7981896487516678465</id><published>2007-07-08T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T20:05:06.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Runs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/RpGlTIn5c4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/lXJVzofKDxg/s1600-h/BlueberryChutes+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085027202428924802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/RpGlTIn5c4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/lXJVzofKDxg/s400/BlueberryChutes+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days are long, and the sun beats down on the melting snow from winter over 16 hours a day now. Yet, the snow lingers in the high meadows and steep slopes that face away from the snow's powerful foe. It is on these slopes, where suncups are measured in centimeters instead of inches, where we find the great runs of summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the great advantages of summer skiing is the incredible stability of the snow. The wind, weight and waning snow depth make for a solid base here in the Cascades that will only rarely slide off its underlying rock. As a result, you can ski steep runs that in the winter would make you think more than twice whether or not your life insurance policy is paid up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Newcomers to the Northwest are often stunned when they drive up to Mt. Baker Ski Area in July to go for a hike, only to find that the 6 feet of snow still remaining just south of the main parking lot is only the beginning. At Artist Point, a mile south and about 1000 ft. up, the snow is over 12-15 feet deep still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with tank tops, shorts, crampons, skins and skis, several people every day seek out the north facing slopes of Table Mountain and the Blueberry Chutes and take their shot at their sublimely steep faces. We don't care to fall, as the summer corn on bare legs and arms can give you a road rash you won't forget. We do love the adrenaline rush of looking down a slope where the first turn becomes a leap of faith. You must trust your skis to stay on edge, lest you'll slide forever down the firmly packed face of these northerly slopes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a shame it melts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drtelemark.com/"&gt;http://www.drtelemark.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-7981896487516678465?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/7981896487516678465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=7981896487516678465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/7981896487516678465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/7981896487516678465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-runs.html' title='Summer Runs'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/RpGlTIn5c4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/lXJVzofKDxg/s72-c/BlueberryChutes+(9).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-2456603367281527102</id><published>2007-05-07T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:12:29.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cascade Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/Rj_eB6Y4EUI/AAAAAAAAABk/jIqSgGaP2VM/s1600-h/South+Panorama-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062008630622556482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="184" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/Rj_eB6Y4EUI/AAAAAAAAABk/jIqSgGaP2VM/s400/South+Panorama-small.jpg" width="448" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a few days in May, like today, when the sun blasts through the dreary Seattle spring skies and the mountains open up for viewing. From the city, you can clearly see Mt. Rainier, often for the first time in months, blanketed with its thick coat of winter snow that in only now starting to recede every so slightly. If you make your way to the quiet peaks, after the ski areas are closed and only the die-hards roam the slopes, you step into a world of incredible brilliance. Sunlight reflecting off the snow at altitude will envelope you in a world of white warmth that overwhelms your eyes should you uncover them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have memories of the mountain in spring – an April when I thought the ski season was over and drove to Paradise for a last fling only to be met with a wall of snow over 20 feet high at the parking lot. My naivety about winter in the Cascades was clear to me at that moment. I had no idea that I could be skiing through July if I wanted to. I remember many a May trip, where the sun was brilliant, the snow a perfect compacted corn and the combination of cold mountain air and intense solar heat that made T-shirts the ideal garb for climbing Rainier’s south flank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the months of snow, cold, clouds and storms, this splendid sunlight beckons the summer season to arrive. You also learn that you cannot always count on sun for 2 more months as our spring storms make their last assault on the mountains. But the days like today blaze the path for the next season above the snow line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drtelemark.com/"&gt;http://www.drtelemark.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-2456603367281527102?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/2456603367281527102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=2456603367281527102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/2456603367281527102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/2456603367281527102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2007/05/cascade-spring.html' title='Cascade Spring'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/Rj_eB6Y4EUI/AAAAAAAAABk/jIqSgGaP2VM/s72-c/South+Panorama-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029159308063458604.post-7915907049349689495</id><published>2007-04-20T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:41:00.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ski touring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='telemark skiing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ski mountaineering'/><title type='text'>The Coming of Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/Rimihon5D8I/AAAAAAAAABM/rxDOol9bnT4/s1600-h/Scottish-0407-14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055750755424210882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/Rimihon5D8I/AAAAAAAAABM/rxDOol9bnT4/s320/Scottish-0407-14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring has arrived in the Northwest. Many of us are busy cleaning up from this winter's storms in the lowlands of Western Washington, while some are still looking over our shoulder at the mountains that surround Puget Sound. While new leaves bud and flowers bloom, April in the Cascade Mountains doesn't look any different then it might in the dead of winter. The days are longer, so the ski tours can go longer each day before darkness settles in from the east.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend, the faithful from the Washington Ski Tour Club made their annual trek up to the Scottish Lakes cabins at 5000 ft. in the Central Cascades south of Highway 2. Fresh snowfall, winds, clouds and brilliant sunshine all coalesced over the high ridges through the weekend. The great coup was the complete lack of rain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now its time to eye the summer ski tours - Mt. Rainier opens in under two weeks. There will be a mad dash for fresh tracks on May 5th. Hope to see you there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drtelemark.com"&gt;www.drtelemark.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029159308063458604-7915907049349689495?l=drtelemark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/feeds/7915907049349689495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029159308063458604&amp;postID=7915907049349689495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/7915907049349689495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029159308063458604/posts/default/7915907049349689495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drtelemark.blogspot.com/2007/04/coming-of-spring.html' title='The Coming of Spring'/><author><name>Dr. Telemark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349702408068249599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/TFLed5hf0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/F69H-Gp2p2I/S220/ProfileMT1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d4trtgPF-Kc/Rimihon5D8I/AAAAAAAAABM/rxDOol9bnT4/s72-c/Scottish-0407-14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
