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Bolton/Trapp Traverse: being at this place was an unbelievably spiritual experience!
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Lunch at the beaver ponds
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Field skiing on a misty day
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We came from the stripes on the field in the distance
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Magic in the Enchanted Forest
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Field skiing with Leslie, Carrie's Mom.
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Our favorite ski brand, Voile—the best climbers, great shape and construction for the varied conditions one can find in the backcountry.
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Camping at Green River Reservoir
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A well-utilized tree with interesting fungi, host to other species after its passing.
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Beautiful fungi
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Trilliums: you have to get down at their level for maximum appreciation
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View of much of our backcountry terrain
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I've only been on the other (main, Tuckerman's) side, but the photo was too good not to include. Some years I am lucky to skin up the Tuck's Trail to HoJos and ski down the Sherburne. I bootpacked and skied Left Gully one time.
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Well, maybe a little bit. One reason I came to Vermont twenty-four years ago (yes, I was a flatlander) was to have better and more frequent access to snow-skiing. I had been coming up for years with ski house friends, but not too frequently.
Once planted in Vermont, it's interesting what you didn't think of in advance. I'm self-employed so I have a flexible schedule, but my friends were still coming up on weekends. As I met locals, they were all free-heelers that liked to ski the "bumps and ice" at Mad River. I became one with them for a number of years.
Over time I met more people that liked to go into the backcountry, including my now-husband. On nipping expeditions I used to joke with him about spending time cleaning up the woods when there were plenty of chores to do in the house and yard. But I became enlightened. Perhaps a bit too much. I ski solely in the backcountry now and global warming is having an impact.
