Alarms went off early in the cold, early morning hours. Within minutes the stove was crackling and water was boiling for coffee. After a hearty breakfast of eggs and potatoes, we skinned up and were out the door in the predawn light.
We started the trek up to the alpine not knowing what we would find, but excited to be exploring a new zone. After 2-3 hours of climbing we crested the ridge above profile lake right as the clouds cleared away to reveal what we had been climbing towards.
Mt. Thompson in the clouds |
Mt. Williams stood prominent to our north and Thompson to our south. We were surrounded by jagged peaks with occasional couloirs descending to the lake. With eyes on the first major couloir dropping off Thompson to the NW down to profile like, Chris, Ryan and I crossed the lake to get a closer look. After a thorough snow pit analysis, we decided it was a go and Chris and I started the long bootpack up.
A long way to the top |
Checking in on the radio with the rest of our crew Photo: Chris Cullaz |
Ascending the apron Photo: Everett Coba |
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