by David Huebner
I start up the chute, which is well shaded and firm, not likely to soften. Good snow for kicking steps, but still the climb burns, up up up -am I still going up?- my legs pant and moan a bit as I finally top out on the 13,400' summit. A new summit is always awesome, what a view, the Sierra all white and jagged, and a nice warm dry summit rock to sit on and scan the register. Dating back to the first ascent in the 1940's, the couple dozen entries aren't during skiable months, or anyone writing that they are planning on skiing down. So I sign in and glide off right from the summit rock on my somewhat symbolic pair of Karhu Bardinis (which, other than being named after a great guide and hero, are an awesome ski).
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