Asulkan

Zoiks it was -18C inside the camper when I woke up. A hot coffee restored motivation and soon I was out the door to meet M & D at the Wheeler Hut. We plodded up the Asulkan Valley accompanied by the infernal racket of Damon's squeaky NTN bindings.

The "drought layer" was very much on people's minds with good reason. Two interesting things in this photo I think:



One is the obvious avalanche just behind the hut. Never seen that one pull out before. The crown looked to be about 1.5 metres tall and it ran a surprisingly long distance, just about reaching the moraine where the up track is usually located. The second is the almost total lack of tracks above the hut even after two blue bird days. None across the valley on the Dome side either. Everyone was taking it easy.

And so so did we with a conservative route up towards the 7-steps before pulling the skins and skiing down the wind effected snow.





Fun. Cold! We scurried back to the hut for beer and burritos.