
I’ve been adjusting to life as a professional athlete with a growing family. Family time took a higher priority this summer so my time in the alpine has been pretty limited. Luckily rock climbing on the Chief is a good option during daycare hours. While I’ve been loving trying to pull harder, I’ve also missed the long endurance efforts. On top of the toddler we have at home, Baby number two was due imminently so I really wanted to get one last long effort in before settling into a new routine. I had to figure out a way to do that without being too far from the house just in case she decided to come early.
I’ve always wondered about a linkup of the three major buttresses on the Stawamus Chief. I’m of course not the first to think of linking up three routes and my goal wasn’t a speed record or to do something new. Just climb a ton of pitches in an efficient style and have fun with a friend. Luckily Brian is always up for an adventure and is pretty susceptible to peer pressure.

Our biggest worry for the day was that we’d encounter other parties and slow down so we opted for a 5am start from the Chief parking lot. I was still pretty groggy as we jogged down the path to the base of Angel’s Crest, after choking down some tea and a bagel. We turned up the approach trail and the humidity of the day, even before dawn, hit us hard. We just hoped we’d be in the shade for most of it. The first few pitches of Angel’s Crest went by in a blur of headlamps. The sun rose as we started linking the easier pitches in the middle of the route. We felt slow and bumbly but started to get our systems figured out. At the Acrophobe Towers about two hours after we started, I watched my wife pull out of the driveway, taking our daughter to school.

The sky was lighter but a weird cloud up high had us a bit confused about the weather. It wasn’t until we topped out that we realized smoke from nearby wildfires was pouring over the ridge and settling into the valley. Should we be worried? I love using my telescope to watch climbers out the living room window and routinely see exhausted leaders struggling to top out on Angel’s Crest. I expected a bit of karma here, but climbing the crux pitch, I found the moves easier than I was anticipating.


At the top, we said hi to photographer Evan Wong who would meet up with us a few times throughout the day. All the gear got crammed into our backpacks and down we ran from the second peak! With a brief stop at our car/aid-station, we were back running down the path to the base of the North North Arete. This is an old route that I’d climbed a few years ago and has a reputation for adventure. It’s only 6 or 7 pitches but they are a little more “alpine” (or jungle) than most Squamish rock. More recently, Paul Cordy has added some variations called Hyperspace Bypass. The topos are sparse and confusing but it’s generally possible to figure out.
We quested up, first on Hyperspace, then NNA, then back on Hyperspace. At the second to last pitch, we wandered around lost. None of the descriptions matched the topo and what we were seeing. We started up one way, downclimbed, then looked up another. Several options looked tempting but we didn’t want to dead-end. We could see Evan at the top of the route but couldn’t figure out how to get to him. Time was ticking by quickly and we were getting frustrated. It was a one-bar phone call to Paul that ended up saving the day as he described in detail how to find the pitch on Hyperspace – scramble up and left and then stop at the chimney with the tree that splits in two. Check!


This chimney pitch is one of the wildest that I’ve climbed in Squamish. A perfect handcrack on one wall while pressing your back on the other before you transition onto a series of chockstones and then pop out on the far side of the arete! Wild. Again we met Evan and he shot photos while we climbed up the 10a finish. Now our feet were really starting to feel the day’s effort in climbing shoes and it was a welcome switch back to running shoes and blast down the 3rd Peak trail.


At the aid-station, we resupplied and swapped out our gear. For our final route, the Squamish Buttress, we switched from a more traditional style of pitching it out, to more of a speed-climbing style. We’d simul-climb as much as possible and slow down for the crux pitches. One block got us to the top of The Rambles, another up Banana Peel to the top of Boomstick Crack, and then a third to the base of the 5.9 crux pitch on Butt Lite. Our toes were really burning at this point and all we could think about was getting out of our climbing shoes as fast as possible. Here we slowed down a touch for another party (the first we saw all day) who graciously let us pass at the next station before a nice solo up the top of Raven’s Castle and onto the summit of the First Peak.



High fives all around and we jogged back down the first peak trail. Just under thirteen and a half hours after starting, we were dunking our heads in the fountain at the parking lot. Even better, I made it home in time for stories before bedtime.

What made this special? It felt like a big adventure, 30+ guidebook pitches, all within sight of my house. It definitely had ‘backyard ultra’ vibes. I was pretty nervous my wife would go into labour and I’d get the call at any moment so it was great to never be far away. Luckily she didn’t (that would be two days later) and we stole ourselves a big adventure close to home!


For a long time, one of the foundations of my identity as an athlete has been going FAST AND LIGHT in the mountains. That is still the case – moving unencumbered through terrain is an amazing feeling. More recently however, my mindset has shifted, particularly with skiing. Fast and light can certainly be an exciting way to move through the mountains but I’ve come to two realizations.
1) Going as light as possible obviously isn’t particularly safe. You can watch any POV footage of skimo race folks skiing steeps and it looks sketchy! Skis are flopping and chattering, and the skier is rarely really in control. Ultralight race gear cuts into your safety margin. Sure, there’s lots of justifications to do it (that I’ve made) but I’ve realized that I don’t want to be riding that edge ALL the time:
I’ll take risks when necessary, not needlessly.
2) There absolutely can be performance losses when going as light as possible. Sometimes (often?) the weight savings don’t actually offset the performance losses! Especially when your partners are on significantly heavier equipment (or are less fit) and your weight shaving is for no reason!

I’m not advocating for switching to the heaviest possible equipment either however. Often we think of things as being fairly polarized – we think we have to choose either super light carbon race or it’s heavy duty four buckle slogging. Not too long ago, with the gear available at the time, this may actually have been the case. Now however, gear has advanced incredibly far. We have very light equipment that skis surprisingly well and equipment that skis even better while still surprisingly light. Before, you had one or the other but now we have a spectrum to choose from! Instead of polarization, let’s talk optimization!
This leads me to my new mantra: Fast and Light but Fun and Functional! Choose the right tool for the job that will ensure the most amount of fun – combining both efficiency and performance at the ratio that’s most appropriate for the objective! For this reason, on any given day in 2023, I’m generally skiing a moderately to considerably heavier setup than what I used in 2015.
Overall, this attitude towards the mountains has been pretty successful. What I consider some of my greatest accomplishments on skis have all been in this style. It’s certainly hard to shake the urge to go as fast and light as possible but the payoff is almost always more fun while skiing and that’s my highest priority!

For the second half of this article, I’ll swerve into a pseudo gear-review. A few bits of equipment lend themselves to this mindset. First up is bindings. PLUM bindings are extremely light and durable. This season I’ve been using the Oazo for steep skiing and the Pika for powder skiing & charging. Either option is extremely light for its performance. A light binding means it’s reasonable to choose a heavier boot or ski!
Modern touring boots have gotten much lighter and stiffer overall. It’s easy to find extremely light racing boots, but boots like the Scarpa F1LT are still very light and much more capable for driving skis in the 90-100mm range while boots like the Dynafit Radical Pro are rad for charging 100-120mm skis and still maintaining a reasonable weight with an incredible range of motion, making touring very tolerable! All of these boots climb well and are compatible with crampons and boot pack plates.
Finally, there are race skis that conform to the 160cm, 65mm ISMF standard at the lightest possible weight but now we see really rad skis built with the same construction techniques and materials at the slightly wider and stiffer 172cm, 80mm. These are just a bit heavier but provide much more float when the skin track isn’t well prepared. I’m using a pair of Ski TRAB XXXX as my “mountain race” ski – perfect for doing something like the Spearhead Traverse as fast as possible. Ski manufacturers have also taken traditional construction skis and made them much lighter. I’m often using the Majesty Superwolf (~90mm underfoot) or the Supernova (~105mm underfoot) for my general touring days. These Majesty skis charge hard but keep the weight low, meaning I’m not totally wiped out doing a massive ski mountaineering day while still being able to feel stable and in control.

I’ll use the Joffre Couloir on the Duffey Lake Road as an example. It’s a BIG ski line, accessed from the south side by climbing the Aussie Couloir, a 2000+ meter day. There’s a rappel to enter and then the choke is ~200cm wide before opening on the the apron, over a bergshrund and down the lower glacier. A skimo race setup sure makes sense for parts. It’s light to carry up to the summit (though maybe a little frustrating if breaking trail). It’s easy to pack away for the rappel and certainly nice for skiing through the choke. But overall, it’s going to be very slow, jump turning down the couloir proper. Hucking over the shrund is going to be a little scary, trying not to pick up too much speed, and the lower glacier will need to be skied in pretty careful control!
The opposite, polarized choice is, for example, a long pair of 4Front Hoji skis, Shift bindings, and Technica 4-Buckle boots. These are going to be a slog for the climb and legs are going to be considerably more tired dropping in (a legitimate safety concern). Turning through the choke might require slowing down a bit to avoid hitting the walls or just straight lining it! The couloir, bergshrund, and lower glacier however are going to be awesome to open it up and rip it in just a few turns!
Finally, the optimized setup: a pair of Majesty SuperNova skis, PLUM bindings, and Radical Pro boots will be halfway between the weights of the other two setups: fairly comfortable for climbing up (especially if you’re breaking trail) while still able to charge hard on the lower mountain – my kind of compromise!
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2020 started strong, albeit not quite as big of training volume as some of my previous competitive seasons. As a non-World Championships year, it was a perfect time to put more focus into technical climbing skills and try to maintain fitness at a reasonable level.
I still travelled to Europe to compete in a handful of races with Brendan Armstrong – the Belle Etoile teams race and the Jennersteier World Cup in Germany. Both were exceedingly difficult and not particularly ego boosting. The Canadian circuit was on as well, with highlights being a narrow win at the Kicking Horse teams race with Matt Ruta and taking both the Individual and Vertical National Championships at Marmot Basin. Mixed in with all this racing however was a decent amount of steep skiing and ice climbing – something that definitely took away a bit of the race edge.

In early March, Paul Greenwood and I met Matt Paul in Chamonix, intending on two weeks of ski mountaineering (my first trip to Europe without a race planned) but found ourselves scrambling to return to Canada as Europe shut down around us. We still recovered a few decent ski days in BC as March went on but soon parks closed and skiing finished for the season.



The upside of the abbreviated ski season was an early start to running. I put in more volume on foot on flatter terrain earlier than I ever have before. This translated to really good running fitness by the time June/July rolled around. Ironically, I was in the fittest running shape I’ve ever been but all the races were cancelled!
I had a handful of mountain goals for the summer on my list however – all in Western Canada as planned trips to Europe were off the table. I had an excellent time climbing four routes around Canmore in a day with Adam Campbell (the “Technical Canmore Quad”), I teamed up with Leif Godberson to do a loop of Lake Lovely Water, I headed out solo on the Spearhead to do a summer lap of the classic ski traverse, and I finished the meat of the summer doing a big traverse in Rogers Pass, again with Leif.

These were all 10+ hour efforts and took a considerable amount of recovery between each. The window to get good conditions for each was also short – essentially the month of July and a bit of August which meant that with a week or two of recovery after each mission, I wasn’t doing much running between! Luckily a new addition to my training in 2020 was a stand up paddle board. Having previously mocked their inefficiency, I was shocked to first realize how useful they could be for crossing the Squamish River to access the Tantalus Range (by far the best option), and second, how good of a recovery activity paddling is to complement running. I don’t know the split but I spent a considerable amount of time this summer exploring the various rivers around Squamish, the estuary, and Howe Sound on the paddle board. A morning paddle with friends, followed by a donut in town is a very civilized feeling way to start the day!
As the summer started to wrap up, Paul and I ramped up our strength training at Squamish Barbell. Last year, we started a bit too late into ski season but this summer we decided strength had to be a priority. We started two sessions a week in September and have been keeping that up (with a blip at the holidays). It’s shocking to see how quickly strength is developed when returning to a program and even more so how well it translates to skiing. In fact, several hundred leg presses does make it easier to ski without stopping! Strength accounted for about 8 hours of additional training time per month – something that impacted my overall training as it’s hard to go do intervals when you’re super sore!
Another act of vandalism disabled the Sea to Sky Gondola for a second time this fall, taking away my primary late-summer/fall training zone. The ability to hike uphill and ride down is key for putting in bigger volume, so without that, I was limited to doing up and down laps of things like the Chief. This meant a lot less vertical gain this fall than normal and a little less overall volume.
November brought flurries and the chance to get up into the alpine for some mixed climbing. As my climbing developed, I thought this might translate to a good ice season but December arrived with pretty serious snow so the tools have gone untouched since then. We did find a variety of good conditions in Nov however, primarily in the Wedgemount Zone but elsewhere in steep, high, north facing terrain as well!

December has been pretty great for skiing. It’s certainly not our best ever but between having extra time, having motivated partners, and decent conditions, I managed to get in some amazing skiing – all while thinking “it’s still just December!”. Total vertical is again not my biggest but still high and hours are high as well. We’ve managed some fantastic powder skiing but also skied off Wedge, completed a little traverse in the Duffey, and skied a handful of other minor steep lines, not to mention a bunch of fun days touring and skiing the lifts with Andrea!
While it is technically a World Championships year, something the ISMF pushes ahead despite many countries being limited and Covid running rampant…everywhere, it’s not an option for me to travel outside of Canada so racing is on the back burner. I’d like to think that I’ll be able to maintain race fitness for future cycles but I’ll admit that the allure of using skimo race techniques on big mountain adventures is what’s truly attractive to me.
For 2021, my primary ski goals are to explore some of the lesser visited areas around the South Coast and chip away at my (long) wish-list of steep ski objectives. In March or April, I’m hoping to sneak in a trip to the Waddington Range to put some of these skills to use. I’d also like to do some pure speed missions on both classic traverses like the Spearhead and some new to me traverses like the Misty Icefield.
When summer rolls around, I’m not terribly optimistic that we’ll be travelling abroad for racing but I’m hoping to get some local events in like Meet the Minotaur. I’ve also got some mountain goals that piggyback on the ones I did this summer on the Coast and in the Rockies but we’ll see what the world brings!
Random Stats:
10 Skimo Race Starts
2 World Cups
2 National Championship Golds
3 Summer Speed Records
863 Training Hours (run, cycle, ski tour, alpine climb, paddle, strength)
249,404 Meters Vertical Ascent (the second lowest in the last 8 years)



Another long overdue post but maybe not as delayed as some of the others. The story starts at a BBQ in Will’s backyard a few days before the 2019 Squamish 50. It’s an awesome time of year where the town is full of running friends for the race but also climbers for the Arc’teryx Academy that takes place the following weekend. The worlds overlap a bit and it’s a pretty fun time. Mark, Janelle, and baby Saylah Smiley were visiting for the Academy so we invited them along to the party. At one point, the 6-month old was handed to Andrea where she immediately stopped crying and fell asleep (the baby, not Andrea).

Janelle noticed right away and fired off with: “You’re good with babies! Do you want to come babysit in New Zealand while we ski Mt. Cook?”.
Andrea didn’t hesitate to say yes and the trip was born! It was something already in the works between the Smileys, Jeanelle’s brother Owen, and a mutual friend of all of ours, Matt. The plan was to head to NZ for two weeks and make an attempt to ski the East Face of Mount Cook/Aoraki all the while, dealing with the added complication of a newborn along for the ride. The crux was finding someone to babysit while mom and dad ski the face. Andrea was the lynchpin for the whole trip to happen. Lucky for me, I got to come along for the ride!

So, rewind back to August – a few days after the BBQ, Andrea asked me if the Smileys were serious. The next day I was out for a run and followed up with Janelle. Yeah – it’s serious. Let’s do this. Lucky for me, I was defending my PhD four days before the team was planning to depart for NZ. I figured that was probably a reasonable turnaround time and it would be a good way to celebrate after having my head down for the previous months. So ensued a few months of internet research, group chats, gear acquisition and all the assorted planning that accompanies a multi-week trip to a new continent. I had a good excuse with the looming thesis defence so mercifully avoided much of the planning – again, credit to Andrea for her logistical skill (and the rest of the team). Before I knew it, we had bags packed and were driving to the airport!
It turns out that New Zealand is quite a lot like BC, just all compressed into a MUCH smaller piece of land, WAY out in the Pacific Ocean. Like really, really, far out there. Other than driving on the left, I’m pretty used to hearing kiwi accents in Whistler, the jungle there is a lot like here Squamish, the food is similar, and the mountains are rad and glaciated just above the ocean. It’s like BC with different birds. Seriously though – NZ is freaking amazing. I can’t wait to go back. And conveniently, our summer is their winter!
Anyway, did I mention they drive on the left? Nobody told me prior to arrival! The RV rental company was fairly casual about it as well:
“Have you ever driven an RV this size before?”
“No.”
“Have you ever driven on the left side before?”
“Nope.”
“Think you’ll be alright?”
“I hope so…”
“OK – here’s your keys – enjoy the island!”
And so began three uninterrupted weeks of white-knuckle driving. The ‘keep-left’ sticker on the steering wheel did help though.

Andrea and I started the trip with a solo tour down the West Coast before looping back towards Wanaka and Queenstown. We started things off in fairly wintery weather and were pretty content to make short forays into the mountains before retreating back to the comfort of our RV. Van life suited us reasonably well though we admittedly sprung for a rather spacious option. It was nice to get back from a wet run to change in a warm dry space and stretch out on the floor.

We started things off with a trip east to Akaroa, a rather beautiful volcanic landscape. A french village, it had a rather different feel than other places we saw in NZ. After an initial rainy, cold day, we did some penguin viewing and then the sun parted for our second day before we headed for the West Coast. The highlights for me of this portion of the trip were seeing the ski field in Arthur’s Pass – a hike-in alpine ski “resort” and one of the last of its kind, and the beach town of Hokatiki. Again, we were quite early compared to normal tourist season so it was cold, wet, windy, and pretty deserted. We saw the glow worms, gigantic waves off the Pacific, and spotted a hedgehog!
While it was really cool to be seeing this side of the island, I was starting to get a bit antsy about the lack of skiing so far in the trip. It sure seemed like spring (no snow in sight) despite the cold wet weather and it wasn’t until our fifth day that we got a clear view of the mountains, our first sight of Mt. Cook/Aoraki, and some actual snow. We turned east towards Wanaka and met up with the Smileys and then Owen and Matt.

Our plan was to wait for a suitable weather window and then the moment an opportunity in the mountains presented themselves, we’d head up to try the East Face. The first week we spent as a group was relatively unsettled so we got into a rhythm of living as a group in our house on the beach, rock climbing, trail running, and a few short ski tours at Treblecone, a closed ski area. Wanaka time was definitely a highlight of the trip for me. While the mountains were getting pounded by storms, we were sleeping in, enjoying casual sport climbing in idyllic pastures surrounded by baaa’ing sheep, and generally slowly getting ourselves prepared. These are the moments that get missed where every day has an objective. The rhythm of waking up before everyone else for tea with Matt, trying to help Janelle and Andrea with meals, or bugging Mark and Owen for photography advice was really fun.

By the end of the week however, we could see a break in the storms and a perfect window was coming up. Frantic packing and food shopping began again and we moved our home base to be a little bit closer to our jump off point in Mt. Cook Village. The nature of the terrain around Mt. Cook/Aoraki is fairly complex. The end of the road/Mt. Cook Village is essentially the toe of the massive Tasman Glacier which is a true valley glacier. It’s lower portion is rock covered before it snakes up into the mountains and turns to bare ice, then neve. The Tasman is walled in by massive moraines. The trail to the Plateau Hut (the normal bivy hut for Mt. Cook/Aoraki) weaves up through the moraines on the Tasman before taking a spur up to the Plateau.

Horror stories abound of hiking into the Plateau Hut so we opted to take the sure bet of a short helicopter flight in, bypassing all the stress of transitioning from spring to winter and allowing us to indulge on meals.
We waved goodbye to Andrea and baby Saylah on the side of the road outside MCV and hopped into one of the first flights of the day under bluebird skies with a head on view of Cook/Aoraki and it’s spectacular Caroline Face. Swinging around towards the Hut we spotted two skiers dropping into the East Face, our line for the next day. We dropped our gear at the hut and headed out for an exploratory tour.

There’s not much for mellow touring terrain around the Plateau Hut – it’s heavily glaciated and steep. We were a bit on edge for avalanche and serac fall with all the new snow and for being in a new mountain range for the first time, but it was good to shake out the cobwebs and see our line for the next day. Janelle absolutely crushed the hut meals for us so we ate well under the envious looks of our hut mates. The East Face was the objective for the vast majority of those in the hut so it was a topic of discussion and sent most to bed quite early. We settled on a fairly civilized departure time just before dawn with the hopes that a bootpack would be set and we could cruise along in the wake of someone else’s sweat.

Morning came early and hard as usual. I was content to settle into a normal climbing pace, to the quick realization of Mark’s concern around his ability to take photos of the team – sorry Mark! We adjusted and then switched to boot packing at the bergshrund to start up the face. Unfortunately, steady winds had already blown in the tracks of the teams halfway up the face ahead of us so we didn’t benefit from their work and had to invest our own sweat into breaking a new trail. Winds were blowing hard enough that even if our own group got slightly separated, anyone lagging behind would be breaking trail yet again!

Despite all the serious stories of Cook/Aoraki, the face and our ascent was fairly mellow. The seracs appear to have retreated slightly into the face and while the trail breaking was tough, it made for very chill climbing. We topped out on the ridge, a few hundred meters below the summit to high winds and low visibility. A quick discussion took place with the main concern that the cloud would drop down the face and reduce vis for the ski route. Going to the summit was attractive but we were most keen to ski the line in good snow/vis conditions. So we opted to call the ridge crest the top and head down from there. Admittedly, this meant we scooped the rest of the parties on skiing the line as they were all above us on the summit. While it wasn’t an intentional thing, I did feel a bit bad about it. Luckily the face is huge and there was plenty of room to stack tracks. While it wasn’t perfect style, skiing the face in good conditions was more important than tagging the summit and we were all psyched to click into ski mode.
From everyone I’ve talked to, we won the lottery with ski conditions on the face. Every story I’ve heard is of stiff/firm/icy conditions. I down-climbed a short glacier ice bulge off the ridge crest and then we switched to skis in deep, stable pow. Some friends that had tagged the summit started skiing with us, leapfrogging down the face. I won’t rave about the epic snow conditions but do watch the short video below!

The atmosphere at the bottom of the face and back at the hut was exceptionally celebratory. Fourteen people skied the face that day, nearly doubling the total historical number of descents. A group of Kiwi skiers ticked the first ever full ski descent from the summit without a rappel or down-climb. It was a good evening!
We had high hopes of one more day of good weather and big objectives but a hot wind came in and the mountains started shedding winter snow immediately. The next day, we went for a short tour with the priority of finding Owen a serac booter to do a backflip off while watching avalanches on the big peaks. After a few hours, we were back at the hut packing up. The heli swooped in, scooped us up and, after a quick scenic flight of the mountain, we were back in MCV changing from ski pants to shorts and flip flops! Spring skiing is the best…
Andrea and Saylah were pretty psyched to see us, and Mark and Janelle felt the same. They had me as collateral if anything went wrong with the baby but I think they were relieved we didn’t have to go there. A big part of the trip was seeing how the Smiley’s would handle being away from Saylah while out in the mountains. While they both kept a fairly even exterior, I suspect it was a challenge being together in relatively serious terrain with the baby at home always on their minds. The entire trip was an interesting experience for me to see how Mark handled being a guy who really charges in the mountains becoming a dad who wants to continue to do rad things, while being more “responsible”. I definitely didn’t get the impression that Saylah reduced either of their ability to enjoy the mountains. Changed it for sure, but maybe for the better? It was a reassuring thing to see!

With the skiing out of the way, we pointed our caravan even further south to see the Fjordlands. We had a few days left of the trip and found ourselves a sweet AirBnB where we could relax, look at our bajillion photos, and access the Milford Sound area. Rainy weather kept us from getting too far into the mountains but we got in a nice hiking day to a high alpine lake and a couple short runs on the big trampling tracks. Before we knew it, we were back in Christchurch having dinner on our last night as a group before we all flew our various directions.

The rest of the crew had early flights but Andrea and I had the day to kill in Christchurch. We left our bags at the hotel and took a long walk into town for some shopping, cafe time, and buzzing around on rental scooters before finally getting back to the airport. So ended one of our first trips that was more “vacation” than “objective” oriented. While I’ll always go on ski and climbing trips (I hope), doing the occasional less focused trip is certainly something I could get the hang of!


Our ski season on the Coast ended with a bit of a fizzle. March brought 40mm of rain in town (and accompanying snow up high) which could have potentially come in a single storm rather than a monthly total where our average is closer to 400mm. This lack of warm spring storms left the high faces looking shockingly dry and dramatically out of condition. The dry weather pushed us into the valley and out on foot rather than pursing steep spring ski adventures.
Luckily, the Rockies had a slightly better spring and when I spotted a good weather window and a break in my workload, Matt Ruta had already scoped out a line on his mind. While ultra-early alpine starts are fairly routine in the Rockies, I’m generally of the opinion that the whole point of all this training is to make it so we can sleep in a bit. Much negotiating ensued and we settled on a 4:00am departure from Matt’s house in Golden.

Despite the brief interruption of a highway closure due to a flaming semi-truck, we were on our way up the trail just as things were getting light. The approach went quickly as we caught up and we found ourselves standing at the base of the face observing that a little more snow down low would have been nice but nice powder higher up. Cramponing up the lower face was firm but gave way to, eventually quite deep, trail breaking through fresh snow. Stability seemed good and we pulled over the lip to the ridge crest at the top of the face feeling fairly happy with ourselves.
I was perfectly content down climbing the thinly snow covered rocks from the ridge crest to put my skis on the face proper, while watching Matt air off the top. One of the longest continuous cold powder runs of my season led us back down to the lower face and some extremely not-sun-softened scary scratching down neve.
I couldn’t line up a ski partner for the next day but the following, I joined up with Tyson for another rather early start to ski the regular route off Athabasca – rewarded for our lack of sleep by perfect corn from the summit right down to the road!
Ski season ended for me on the Coast with what has become a yearly tradition skiing the Stonecrop Face on Mt. Slalok. While the Joffre Lakes Trail is a tourist hell and a bit of a drive, it gives incredibly easy access to a fantastic north facing strip of snow down Slalok. I recruited a big group of like minded skiers for a gang shred of the mountain and we formed a conga line booting up the face in nice firm conditions.

A skiff of clouds, and the need to be home in time for a few to get a half day of work meant that the face hadn’t quite softened up when we took off down the summit but much fun was had by all.
With ski season wrapped up, I turned my focus on to the Tantalus Range and a few projects that I had in mind up there. First, a trip to climb the NW Ridge of Alpha Mountain, a major route that I hadn’t yet visited and clearly a classic deserving of more attention if access wasn’t a little tricky.
Then, a recon trip up to the back of Lake Lovely Water with Brendan, Rowan, and Paul. Immediately upon watching the helicopter depart after dropping us at the Haberl Hut, I determined I had left my crampons on the seat of my car in the valley. Paul kindly offered one of his for crossing the Serratus Glacier as we headed towards Ionia. I can confirm that the overnight freeze was solid and one crampon and one running shoe is not ideal!
We headed over to repeat a route I’d done previously on Ionia, the NE Buttress, one that absolutely deserves more attention with two of the most amazing pitches of easy alpine rock climbing in the range. Definitely worth a visit! After tagging Panderous as well, we decided that continuing on towards Red Tusk wouldn’t be prudent and headed back towards Lake Lovely Water and down the trail to the valley (no heli assist on the way out…). Our plan to walk the cables on the return trip was thwarted by work happening on the cables – we found the lower cable slack and hanging 15-20 feet below the upper cable!

Without hesitation, Paul dropped his pack, stripped down, and jumped in the river to swim across, retrieve a canoe, and paddle back across to pick us up with the packs. Something weird happens on every Tantalus trip!
As summer plugged on and school took time away from climbing, I stuck to slightly more running oriented adventures. One I had on my mind was running the ridge that’s visible above the north side of the Duffey Lake. If you’ve ever driven along the lake in the summer, you’ve looked up at Rohr Ridge and wondered what it would be like to hike along!
As a weather and schedule opportunity presented itself, I sent out a few inquiring texts to see who would be interested in joining. I didn’t want to give the idea away and then not execute so Tyler, Stu, and Wilf all agreed to join on the promise of a very long day, and an adventure to someplace new.
The crux of the day is the car shuttle. We started in the Downton Creek Valley – on the far side of the Duffey Lake Road, with the goal to finish at the Wendy Thompson Hut Trailhead. After dropping a car at the finish, we all piled in and made our way to Downton where we bivied at the truck.

An early wake-up, cold breakfast, and were soon on our way up towards Downton Peak. Once the sun hit us, we were all feeling pretty good as we dropped into the Melvin Creek Drainage and what was for us, a grey area on the map. We made good time through Twin Lakes and up the Barkley Valley though found it a bit disconcerting when we realized actually how far away Rohr Peak was. We gained the ridge and found fun running on gentle goat paths.
About halfway through our day, we turned onto Rohr Ridge and saw the view down to Duffey Lake. The goat path got steeper and we slowed down significantly, especially after running out of water. The final few bumps along the top were a bit on the painful side but every step down towards Heart Shaped Lake meant closer to a water refill. We opted not to tag the summit of Rohr due to the impending sunset and blasted down the Rohr trail to our car finishing in about 14.5 hrs. Despite promising Wilf that I would be helpful in keeping him away while driving, I immediately fell asleep the entire ride back to Squamish.

If I were to repeat the route, something that isn’t unlikely as it was one of the best ridge traverses I’ve done, I would definitely opt to gain the ridge system immediately above Twin Lakes rather then descending into the Barkley Valley. It would be a little longer/more vert but much more aesthetic and less bush. I’d also be a bit more careful about filling up on water before the ridge portion!
In July, Jessie and I road tripped east for Meet the Minotaur, the only true mountain running race that I’ve experienced in North America. The race itself was beautiful but rather uneventful for me. I was running on thesis writing fitness which is unfortunately not ideal but still had an enjoyable time chasing Troy and Jessie.
En route to the race however, we stopped in Roger’s Pass and with promising weather, headed up to climb Mt. Sir Donald’s NW Ridge. It’s one of the 50 Classic Climbs of North America and for good reason. It’s almost 1000m+ of continuous 4th class climbing with a few sections of 3rd. The views of the Pass are amazing and the climbing is high quality. We motored our way up the trail and hit the base of the ridge in good time.

Once on the route, we slowed down a bit, conscious of the exposure on either side of the ridge. We didn’t quite nail the route finding and managed to sniff out some proper 5th class climbing when it should have been easy scrambling but nevertheless made our way up. Passing a few parties, we topped out JUST as snow started to fly. We scurried down from the summit pyramid with rain and snow blowing and tried to get as far as we could before things got slippery. We were quite happy to find the bolted rappel stations and relaxed a bit knowing we just had to follow those to the bottom.
Sir Donald was definitely a spectacular day but not one that to be taken lightly. It’s a massive peak with lots of ground to cover, little respite from the exposure and route finding, and the chance for lots of different weather.
Before the end of the summer and rainy season, the Arc’teryx Academy came to Squamish and while I had some athlete responsibilities on the weekend, I managed to get in some fun adventures. With the Academy usually comes an influx of rad people to Squamish and this year was no exception.

With Janelle Smiley and Ryan Kerrigan visiting, I proposed a idea to Chris Christie that we borrow some watercraft to paddle across Garibaldi Lake and then climb around the Sphinx Glacier area. Chris found us some lightweight loaner paddle boards and we were off. It’s around 1000m+ hike up to the lake so it was a bit of a haul with giant packs but the weather was perfect.
The sound of the paddle board exploding as we were inflating them at the lake was demoralizing. It’s akin to realizing you’ve broken a ski or have a flat tire but there’s nothing to be done except watch it deflate. Ryan’s board had split at the seam and was definitely not seaworthy. After a few minutes of debating what to do, we realized we could paddle around for a bit while Chris took some photos, then pack up the boards, stash them, and go climb Black Tusk (Ryan and Janelle had never been) before hiking back down to the car.
The Tusk is of course a beautiful plan B and Chris spotted some rad photo opportunities along the way. There was some debate around abandoning the boards at the lake but we eventually shouldered the loads and headed back to the car. While it was technically one of my least successful trips of the summer, it was still pretty rad.

That’s a good summary of just a few of the highlights. I’ll try to post another training summary sometime here soon – and maybe a few others if I can get my act together!


















The mega ice-science trip is over and I’m back in BC. While I’m psyched about the routes we sent this week, I’ve been thinking more about the ones we backed off. The weather was quite good, a bit chilly in the mornings but always warming to bearable in the afternoon. Avalanche conditions were about as ideal as you can ask for. The three routes I bailed on were Superbok, Spray River Falls, and Borgeau Left.
Spray River Falls was a few days later with Adam joining us. Paul was psyched to lead the approach pitches and got us up to the belay cave at the top of pitch two. I pulled around the corner and found very steep ice. The curtain wasn’t long but it was pretty chandeliered. I spent quite a while clearing ice but couldn’t get a good first screw in without hitting air pockets and was shearing through ice with my tools. It was a pretty quick decision to pull back into the cave and rap from there.
I’ll admit that I slightly regret bailing from Superbok – the climbing was well within my skills, I just got tired and then psyched myself out. I’m confident I could have finished the pitch, especially after a rest, though I’m not sure I want to be pushing so hard that resting mid-pitch is necessary. I think it was better form to call it there and come back stronger another day, rather than than aid my way up.
For those who really want to know though, here’s our tick list for 8 days of climbing:
I’ve written several times about crossing the Garibaldi Neve Traverse. It’s a popular and spectacularly beautiful ski touring route in Garibaldi Park between Squamish and Whistler. I’ve done it quite a few times with a few variations and at varying speeds but I’ve always wondered about doing it in summer, on foot.
At the end of September of 2018, I was wrapping up a week in my lab at UBC doing ELISA assays and was itching to get out in the mountains with one day of good weather forecast before rain set in for the fall monsoon. Brendan and Kris were both on board for an adventure (well, Kris wanted to go for a bike ride but didn’t take much convincing) and I suggested a summer traverse of the Neve. I figured the crux would be crossing the crevasse fields on the high point of the Neve where you transition from the Bishop to the Upper Pitt Glaciers.

Starting out on the Elfin Lakes Trail is VERY civilized and a nice way to start the day with spectacular views.
We dropped one car at the 7-11 in Squamish and drove the other one up to Red Heather Parking Lot in time to start running by 7:00am. We only passed a couple of mountain bikers pushing their way up the trail. The views get amazing as soon as you get above treeline with an epic fall sunrise over the Garibaldi Massif and the Tantalus Range. We cruised past the Elfin Shelter which was just showing signs of life and headed down the trail towards Opal Cone, where none of us had been previously in summer.
We had our first bear encounter of the day, that proved to be uneventful as he was very focused on grazing for blueberries, and then a minor detour when we took a wrong turn trying to get down to Ring Creek (all those stones piled across the path mean a turn) but made good time on a really nice trail to Ring Creek. Here we turned off the main path and headed up towards the Garibaldi Glacier which is marked on the map but does not seem to exist any longer. We jumped off the moraine onto the dry Bishop Glacier and started jogging across the expansive flats below the East Face of Garibaldi.

Cresting the high point of the Neve, a major crevasse here slowed us down but was crossable on a bridge with a belay.
When we hit the “wet” elevations of the glacier we had to do a bit of wandering around a moraine gully to find the right way but eventually put on crampons to climb a slope and then quickly the rope as we found some thinly bridged crevasses. We crested the high point and found a large crevasse exactly where we expected some difficulties. A quick belay across a bridge got us onto the Pitt Glacier and then a lot of zig-zagging around slots towards the Sharkfin. I put one leg through a bridge into a bottomless crevasse but that was the extent of the excitement.
From the Sharkfin, we put away the rope and crampons and ran down to the dry Sentinel Glacier and up to Sentinel Pass. After descending briefly, we detoured off the winter route, left, towards Table Mountain and over Table Shoulder. I think this route isn’t often completed in summer because of the worry of bad bushwhacking around Garibaldi Lake. The key is to NOT try to follow the edge of the lake (that would be horrible bush), but instead cross over the high shoulder of Table Mountain, into Table Meadows, then follow a drainage that leads into a narrow valley (we saw a bear here too and TONS of scat), then up a burned ridge to the Clinker-Price Col. There was at most 30 meters of bush travel, otherwise open slopes. Almost entirely pain free.

Brendan and Kris jogging on the dry Sentinel Glacier with the N Face of Nch’Kay and Dalton Dome in the background.
From the C-P Col, you rejoin an existing trail taking you to the day shelters at Garibaldi Lake. The trail seems to go on for a rather long time and turns into a bit of a slog but soon enough you emerge from an entire day of alpine solitude to the mental masses of tourists at the lake. We were quick to start running down the trail, eager to get the last 8k done with.
Our strategy was to harass tourists into giving us a ride back to the 7-11 in Squamish and it worked like a charm. The second pair of hikers returning to the trailhead, 5 minutes after we arrived, confirmed that they were driving towards Squamish, had 3 seats, and would give us a ride. The only hiccup was the immediate realization of just how bad 8hrs of running makes three guys crammed in the back of a small car smells. Apologies to the ladies who owned the car…
I’d highly recommend the route, as it’s incredibly good travel with trail or easy off-trail almost the entire way while still demanding some route finding and glacier technical skills. The glacier travel this time of year was definitely not trivial but the crumbly volcanic nature of the rock made getting on and off the glacier quite easy (no moats). Early to mid-July would likely be much easier crevasse-wise. With a skiff of new snow on the upper glacier, we were very happy to have a rope with us but it’s entirely possible that a week earlier we wouldn’t have used it. Otherwise, running shoes, light crampons, and running poles were the key to moving quickly and comfortably.
Check out my Strava track for details on connecting the Sentinel Glacier with the Clinker-Price Trail. More annotated pics below for help navigating from Sentinel Glacier to the C-P Col.
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Nick and I have done a fair amount of tromping around in the Sky Pilot group. It’s not exactly an alpine wonderland but it is easily accessible and hosts a wide variety of adventures in tons of combinations pretty much year round. We’ve slowly been working our way around the area, ticking off summits and exploring the valleys and ridges. The peaks around Sky Pilot present themselves quite nicely, especially when looking from Mt. Habrich, across the valley. They sit in a nice row, silhouetted against Howe Sound and the North Shore in a logical line. Over the last few seasons, I’ve climbed the majority of the peaks in the range in summer or winter but there were two holdouts that I hadn’t tagged yet.
Collecting lists of peaks to climb seems to be a natural activity so I decided I needed to tag my last two. I knew that at least one of them required some moderately challenging rock climbing so roped Kelly into the idea. To sell it though, I proposed a traverse of the group. We’d tag all the peaks in one go, as quickly as we could. Nick was of course an easy sell to come along as well even though he had just bagged his final peak in the group a week earlier (possibly spurred by my mention of getting close ).
We drove up the Gondola access road to get an earlier start and were well on our way by 8am. It’s not the most exciting hike to treeline but with three of us chatting, it went relatively quickly. We hit snow and made our way over to the base of Co-Pilot where a healthy snowpack meant we didn’t have to worry about half the first pitch and after a jump across the moat, started scrambling up. The gully on Co-Pilot is generally pretty loose so we took our time heading up and then took advantage of the rappel anchors for descending.
A quick traverse across the top of the Stadium Glacier brought us to the West Ridge of Sky Pilot. We scrambled up and dropped our packs midway before tagging the summit, what would be the easiest but tallest of the day. We retraced our route back to the packs and then down climbed the South Ridge. This is a nice 4th class scramble that takes you to the headwaters of Marmot Creek. We traversed a snowfield below the South Face of Sky Pilot to the back side of Gunsight Gap.
Below the couloir, we climbed up to the convoluted col that separates Tombstone Tower from Ledge and Ledgelette Mountains. Nick racked up and started up the South Arete of the Tower. He was feeling fairly confident as the week before, he had (probably) completed the first free ascent of the pitch. One that originally required a shoulder stand and some aid climbing! I was a little hesitant about my ability to make the moves but Nick put us on belay and with some encouragement from Kelly, we were at the top in no time. While we were on the summit, snow started to fall lightly and all our fingers were quite frozen.
After descending to the col, we climbed two more pitches up the Window Route on Ledgelette (summit #3) and then rappelled back to the giant chockstone ledge that forms the window. From there, another easy but very chossy pitch took us to easier ground on Ledge. It was cool to pass a variety of old climbing relics from early ascents of the routes, now beefed up with some modern gear.
Summit #4, Ledge Peak, is presumably named after the standard route up the South Face, a giant, downsloping, gravel covered ledge. It’s rather intimidating to walk down, knowing the incredible exposure of the cliff below, even if it is relatively easy walking. Nick was big talk about it being so easy it could be done with hands in pockets but we were all seen clinging to the upper wall once or twice.
We dropped back to the basin to the south (Sky Pilot Creek?) and wrapped around to the next peak and my other unclimbed summit, Ledgeling. It’s not a very aesthetic line but rather a bunch of thrashing around in bushes to a sandbagged “3rd class step” and then easy scrambling to the summit. We went as quick as we could and were soon back plodding towards the Nai. We knew we had to head to the next col over but several false couloirs got us a bit confused despite “knowing the area like the back of our hand”… We ended up at a col below a peak but the terrain didn’t match what we remembered on the West Nai.
We decided to go for it regardless and climbed a 30m pitch of 4th class and then some easy scrambling to the summit where we realized we had climbed one couloir too early and tagged an unnamed summit that we dubbed the Nai-ling. A quick descent brought us to the proper col and we set off up summits #8 and 9, West and East Nai. Neither offer any particularly remarkable climbing but both have significant bushy sections that require full engagement. Needless to say we were happy to dispatch them quickly. We put on crampons at the col above the Nai Couloir and stepped our way down into the Ledge Basin and around to the avalanche path that drops down to the Sky Pilot Trail.
A little jog down the road and we were back at the car in a little under 11hrs after tagging nine mostly-distinct peaks, climbing 2100m, and five pitches of roped climbing. All the peaks are certainly worth a visit and the Window Routes on Ledgelette and Ledge are particularly unique. We were particularly lucky to have swirling fog and snow to add to the ambiance. Maybe with a little more traffic, some of the loose rock will get cleaned off but it is a bit of a haul to get out there for minimal actual climbing. While I wouldn’t be surprised if someone had tagged all the peaks in the group in a day before, it was fun to do them in a nice, efficient style.
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Route notes (more for my future reference than anything else):

When Nick and I set the FKT on the McBride traverse in BC, we chose not to bring a rope despite being on significantly glaciated terrain. We were confident in the height of the snowpack, knew we’d be travelling in firm conditions, and were both aware of the risk we were taking.
I’ve seen lots of questions about the need to carry or use a rope on the South Coast of BC for ski touring on glaciers. Often the first “expert” to answer says something along the lines of “if you have to ask, you should just bring one”. While there may be a bit of truth to this, it doesn’t really help the discussion. I think it’s good for people to be aware of common AND not so common practices and be able to make decisions. Here’s how I think about using ropes. Keep in mind, this discussion is purely about ropes for glacier travel/crevasse rescue on the South Coast of BC. As soon as you venture into terrain where a rope may be necessary for upward or downward progress, or to a different region, it’s a different discussion.

A mellow day skiing on the Spearhead. While Nick and I wouldn’t bring a rope, we had a range of skier experience with us so elected to cary them in the pack and wear harnesses.
1) Modern glacier ropes and harnesses like the Petzl RAD Line and Altitude Harness are incredible light and compact. If you are waffling about carrying a rope, it’s getting to the point where it’s really not a burden to carry this stuff. Do yourself a favour and buy the ski mountaineering specific equipment and you won’t second guess the decision to bring it along. Whereas if you have your heavy summer climbing harness and humongous 60m, non-dry treated, 10mm rope, you’ll be agonizing over the decision to bring it. When your entire kit weighs less than a nalgene of water, it’s kind of a no brainer.
2) In early season conditions (sometimes just October and November in a deep year but even as late as December and January in a thin snowpack year), when the summer crevasses are just starting to bridge over, I generally bring a rope (or just avoid the glaciers!). Crevasses are much more common at this time and can have just a thin cover that you can break through. This is the time of year that I am most concerned about falling into an otherwise invisible crevasse, when the snowpack most resembles the Rockies or the Alps.
3) When I’m skiing with someone who has a lower risk tolerance (and wants to use a rope) or with someone who might not be experienced enough to decide to use a rope or not, I generally choose to bring it. Girlfriend days are a good example of this.

A typical pack for a day that might involve some glaciers. Note the 30m dynamic rope as we anticipated the potential for some actual climbing!
4) In mid-winter and spring, when the snowpack is deep, I usually choose not to carry a rope on Coastal glaciers. I try to avoid heavily crevassed areas (knowing what things look like in the summer is a big help), watch out for sags or other surface signs, and am especially cognizant of areas where the heavy snowpack may cause crevasse-like moats between snow and rock.
In any situation where I do choose to bring a rope, I then have to decide about actually employing it. It is common practice in many glaciated areas to ascend roped together and then ski down unroped. This is less common on the Coast because of the relatively large snowpack. If parties carry a rope, it’s most common to see the rope stored in a pack while wearing the harness. This way, in the event of a crevasse fall, the skier can be rescued but a fall cannot be prevented.
It is pretty uncommon to descend on skis roped together, especially on the Coast. While there might be a few situations where this is necessary, skiing downhill roped together is extremely difficult and can be dangerous. If you are considering this, it might be worth considering a different route or hunkering down for a bit.

Early season crevasse rescue practice with Coast Mountain Guides. If you’ve got your systems dialled, that will go a long way to getting out of a situation.
If your party does choose to carry the rope, it is good practice to have several members of the party carrying shorter ropes rather than one member carrying a single rope. If several skiers each carry a 30m RAD Line, and one falls in a crevasse, the others can enact a rescue. If just your party leader is carrying a single long rope and they fall in the crevasse with it, not much can be done.
There is a bit of debate about the length of a glacier rope. A single 30m rope for a team of three or more does not give enough extra rope to conduct an efficient rescue. I believe that having several 30m ropes distributed throughout the group is sufficient. Of course, if the skier falls into a crevasse that is more than 30m deep, you may not be able to rescue them and might be wishing you had a 60m rope. I’m personally comfortable with this risk but others might not be. The RAD Line is also available as a 60 so if you feel like that extra length is important, do it!
It should go without saying but these are my specific thoughts for the Coast Mountains and routes like the Spearhead or Garibaldi Neve Traverse. Others may have different strategies and I would operate very differently in other mountain ranges. I’m also not a guide. This is just my system. Different systems and approaches have pros and cons and probably the most important thing is to be familiar with one and enable to enact it in the event of an emergency. Colin Haley has some very good thoughts on crevasse safety via a first hand account here: Colin Haley’s Crevasse Incident
My preferred crevasse rescue gear:
30m RAD Line
Altitude Harness
1x Tibloc
1x MicroTraction
2x DMM Revolver Carabiner
3x Attache Carabiner
2x 120cm Sling
1x Laser Light Ice-Screw
The 2018 skimo season was a bit of a different one for me compared to previous years. It was my first of the last four that I didn’t end up travelling to Europe for World Cups. This wasn’t unintentional though and I was looking forward to getting the chance to spend a full winter in BC.
Our winter started reasonably early with a few ski days in October though not quite as strong as the last two years. By mid-November we were reliably hiking up to snow and by December, the ski hill was open and we were also skiing up at the Sea to Sky Gondola.
I got my first taste of racing in December when I headed down to Colorado for the Eldora National Cup weekend. At 3000m, the first night’s vertical was a shock to my system and I had a hard time getting things going. Luckily by the next morning, I was feeling a bit better and managed to chase John Gaston around the course for 2nd place. The rest of the trip was a whirlwind of visiting friends in Boulder and doing some work with the guys at Ultimate Direction.
After the holidays, I headed out to the Canadian Rockies to race the always fun Castle Mountain Canadian Cup event. Mike Foote travelled up from Montana to keep things competitive and I managed to win both the sprint and individual. A few weeks later, it was off to Nelson for the ROAM Randonne Rally, one of my favourite events of the calendar. It always snows a ton for the Nelson race and this year was no exception. Peter Knight and I were breaking trail the entire race but I managed to hold him off on the descents.
I took a little hiatus from racing mid-season to focus on organizing my own race, the very first, Squamish Ski to Sky Race. It was a ton of work but I had a lot of help from the local crew as well as all my sponsors. We sold out the event with 85 participants and showed that the Sea to Sky area is itching to have some skimo racing!
With some significant pent-up energy to burn after so much organizing, I snuck away for a morning to race around the Garibaldi Neve. This is a local traverse test-piece that Nick and I have been trading back and for the FKT for. I had good, fast conditions on almost the entire traverse and managed to cut down the time pretty significantly and set a new FKT of just under four hours.
I wrapped up the race season by road tripping back out to the Rockies, this time with Nick. First we stopped at Marmot Basin for their new race where Nick and I again broke a bunch of trail after which Nick out sprinted me to the line. We spent the next week climbing ice in the Rockies (because let’s face it, the skiing just doesn’t compare to the Coast). The following weekend, we lined up for a vertical, sprint, and individual races at the Ken Jones Classic in Lake Louise which also served as the North American Championships. There was a decent contingent of Americans there to boost the competition and I managed to finish 2nd, 2nd, and 1st in the respective events.
Overall, the season was significantly mellower in terms of racing compared to the last few. Only 10 race starts instead of 20-30. One of the goals of my season was to improve my ice and alpine climbing abilities. This actually was a fairly resounding success. While my racing and ski numbers were a little lower this year, I got in more than 25 days of ice climbing both on the Coast and in the Rockies. I’m feeling significantly more competent leading steep ice and am looking forward to continue to push my mixed climbing.
As always, the season would not have been possible without a ton of support from friends, family and sponsors. Especially thanks to those that offered their spare bedrooms including Kylee, Michelle, Meghan, The Kadlecs, Joel & Gavin, Moni & JM, and Adam.
Here are my season stats for the 2018 season (with 2017 for comparison):
Luckily the ski season isn’t done here in the PNW and we’re just getting into the really fun stuff with spring weather finally arriving. The last few weeks, I’ve gotten to tick off a few awesome lines from my list but I’ll post a spring recap later on. Looking forward, I have a few more goals this season to take care of before the snow melts. Summer is approaching quickly though so I’ve been starting to run and rock climb a bit to prepare to get in shape for that. Some summer goals include getting back up into the Tantalus Range for some unfinished business above Lake Lovely Water, exploring new portions of the Chilcotins with Andrea on a fast packing trip, and some longer runs further afield. I’d also like to get out to a few races though will probably wait until I have some running milage under my belt!
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