This was a long day. This was a very long day.
At about 12:30am I decided to ski Grays and/or Torreys. By 1 I was finished packing and trying to sleep. By 3 I was unsuccessful at sleeping so I figured I'd drive to the trailhead and sleep there. I drove.
When I got to the winter trailhead, I found that this was the current trailhead. Bummer. I threw my skis on my pack and started hiking. I reached the bridge at about 6. (I was skinning at this point) Somewhere in there I decided that climbing Kelso ridge was a good idea. By the time I started up the ridge my stomach was feeling grouchy and I was feeling the effects of several active days and almost no sleep the night before.
Long story short, the ridge was grueling. The snow was a little soft which made everything that much more difficult. I kept looking over at Grays and felt like I was almost higher, but the ridge kept on going! In all my climbing only the West Ridge of Quandary seems to have as many false summits.
I kept wanting to take a nap on the ridge, but I forced myself to at least continue to the summit.
After a very arduous ascent, I was there! (it was 11:30) I collapsed. After a thirty minute rest I started skiing down to the Grays/Torrey's saddle. It was fantastic! Twas my first time to ski a 14er and I loved every second. Snow conditions were excellent.
My stuffs on the summit
This is exactly how I felt
Somehow I managed to smile
My tracks down Torreys
I met some guys on the saddle and continued down to the summer TH. I skied down the road until at some point I tripped and decided that the ground felt very comfortable. I took a nap. After waking, I skied the rest of the way (almost to the car!).
Looking back at the way I came
What a day what a day!