Parker made it sound like we were going to go for a little walk with some light turns in the trees… Four hours later we were on the summit of the zone we would ride. Why I thought a tour in the southern Wasatch would be short I have no idea. The snow was worth the hike. Parker set off a small wind slab when the aspect changed, but everything else was pristine.
Just so you understand how many trees you walk through I will share this short story:
Upon returning to my house I pulled the standard little twigs out of my coat and backpack. I went to the throne to find some relief. I did my business and when I pulled out some paper to rid myself of residue I found I had a pine needle in my crack… how it got there I do not know. I had on a one piece base layer with a hood, a sweatshirt, a coat, neck gaiter, and beanie… I don’t remember eating any pine in the last few days so there is only one way it could have gotten there: by force.
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