Feb 24, 2008 11:16 PM GMT
The Plan: Snowshoe from Iron Creek Campground near Stanley, Idaho up to Sawtooth Lake, Sunday to Friday. Total estimated round trip distance: ~10 miles.
Actual Trip: Snowshoe from the end of the plowed part of the road going to Iron Creek Campground up to Sawtooth Lake Monday to Thursday. Total estimated round trip distance: ~14 miles. Change in elevation: ~1700 feet.
The original justification for this trip was as a vehicle for some awesome snowkiting since I mentioned to Tim during our first conversation that I knew a winter lake that would be perfect for the sport. Alas, the wind during our trip never really appeared, so we didn't get to kite. We did, however, get to do some awesome snowboarding in thick, untouched powder.
We got out earlier than expected, and so we decided to cap off the incredible week of snowshoeing with a day of snowboarding at Tamarack Resort near Donnelly, Idaho. We got very lucky, because it happened to snow 4 inches the previous night. Needless to say, the snow was phenomenal and we partook of great off-piste runs through perfectly spaced trees.
Though I'm including the full Picasa slideshow at the end of this post, here are a few visual highlights of our journey.
Tim at the trailhead
Me with our board trailing
Our bounteous stash of food. We ended up taking twice as much as we needed, and I think both of our legs and backs are still feeling that. The packs must have been somewhere between 50 and 60 pounds with all of our gear. We're lucky we made a base camp at mile 5 so that we wouldn't have to lug those packs up the nasty ridge to get to the lake.
Tim's experiment in physics: an earth oven
Misty morning meadow (yay alliteration!)
Tim and me in front of Mt. Regan and on top of the frozen Sawtooth Lake
For my part, I will say that it was really awesome to meet TigerTim in person after having talked for so long on RJ and AIM. Our week was incredibly exhausting, but I have to put it up there with some of the best trips I've ever had in my life. Thanks, Tim, for the great conversation, the cuddling for warmth as our clothes and sleeping bags became increasingly damp from snow (it was a low of -6 on our last night of camping y'all), and for proving how much fun a couple of gays can have hiking through the great outdoors.