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Something pretty interesting here. The friend that I dug the pit with back on the 21st attempted to finish the route and summit on the 25th. He hiked above our pit on a slightly steeper incline and got some pretty interesting activity. A few hundred feet from the ridge, sans skis, he felt the surface of the snow crack and settle widely (“whooo-whoompf!”) Of course, he stopped dead in his tracks and waited for the worst. It never came. He gingerly made his way to the summit (waiting for a slide the whole way) and then descended without incident in heavy tree cover.
Here is his route with his problem area circled in red (our pit from the 21st was dug near the thin trees you see where he made a sharp zig-zag upwards to the right.)

And here is a photo of the fracture lines:

His words exactly are:
“I was hiking steadily with snow shoes on. The slope was much steeper than where we dug the snow pit. Each step crunched down 6 to 8 inches. I stepped into an area where I suddenly post holed to my waist. Seconds later I heard a two part WOOOOO WOOOOMPF sound. I froze expecting a slide. I looked around and noticed the fracture lines in the previously pristine snow surface and immediately ran to a small tree to my left. No further avalanche activity occurred and I proceeded as safely as possible to the ridge line above me.”
I exercise no judgment on my friend. We all make our own decisions and have our own personal levels of risk. He is alive and nothing ultimately happened.
My one observation, and I find this to be highly educational for myself more than anything in light of my previous observations, is that the problem did not occur until he cut through the hard slab. I’ll definitely be remembering this situation.
I’m sure this is changing rapidly since it’s snowing right now and I made these observations on Friday, but here they are anyway.
Pit Location: Base of Wilson Peak’s main W/SW couloir/snowfield (visible from the top of Lone).
Weather: Clear with broken clouds turning to cold with banding cirrus clouds. Winds out of the W/SW 1-5 mph. Temperature of 20F-30F degrees.
Snow Depth: 85cm
Pit depth: 85cm
Slope Incline: 36 degrees
Tests run: CT, ECT (No RB or SB)
Test Results: Snow was in 3 prominent layers. Upper 10cm were soft (fist), middle 72cm were hard slab (4 fingers to pencil hardness), lower 3cm were faceted (close to depth hoar but not quite). Upper 82cm did nothing within themselves but slid fairly cleanly CT 23 Q2 and ECTP 24 Q2 on top of the 3cm of ground level facets. This lower layer is the layer of greatest concern right now.
Personal Conclusions: If you ride this clean and fast I personally doubt you’re going to cause a slide. HOWEVER, this test was conducted on a slightly lower angle than the terrain on the convexity 100 feet above us and assumes you’re going to be doing a lot of straightlining. While I doubt one could easily punch through this hard slab, if you did it, it would propagate cleanly and, I suspect, widely. You would not want to hit the sweet spot on this slab because it would slide to the ground and the rocks would be a problem for your noggin and limbs, as would the giant boiling mess of hard slab that would be all around you. Finally, I wouldn’t suggest postholing or bombholing in this since it was breaking to the base that really caused the problems.
Our Choice: It was late and we were tired so Chuck hiked back over to the trim line and stayed in the trees up about 100 feet. We got a quick slash photo at the lower angle and got out of there on lower angle terrain (for safety’s sake more than anything; I believe I would have felt comfortable straightlining this snow at any angle).
Personal Prediction: This is going to be the hardest part for me since “prediction” wasn’t really a part of Avy 1 training. Obviously, go read the GNFAC and make your own decisions, since they’re the pro forecasters and I’m just keeping this more for myself. That said, with new snow falling on this significantly harder snow I feel like initially there are going to be a LOT of loose snow avalanches and sloughing in this area. I also have a good feeling about this falling on already fairly stable softpack on top of hardpack. If we keep this trend it could be a right side up snowpack when it matters most (from a photographer’s perspective) in February and March. If it continues to build, my hope is that the buried facets won’t make a long term difference. A significant thaw could pose a problem but I doubt that will happen. I’ll definitely be watching the weather.
So I’m going to give this blog another shot (again). I’ll try to keep the philosophy and politics to a minimum.
Since I live in a ski town I’ll be using this to mumble and bumble about the town I live in with photos and so on.
I also just took my Avy 1. So rather than putting my snowpack observations on paper from the area around me, I’m putting them here and linking them to my Facebook and, if I think anything is really important, I’ll let the GNFAC know about it.
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“There are millions and millions of these people who are deprived of all those things, which for the Solomons and I are the only blessings in life and who nevertheless find tremendous happiness in life…What happened [as I observed this] was that the life of our class, the rich and the learned, became not only distasteful to me, but lost all meaning…I realized that there was no meaning to be found here.
I renounced the life of our class, having recognized that it is not life but only a semblance of life, and that the conditions of luxury in which we live deprive us of the possibility of understanding life.” - Leo Tolstoy
“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a [person] than a secure future.
God has placed [Joy] all around us. It is in everything and anything we might experience. We just have to have the courage to turn against our habitual lifestyle and engage in unconventional living.” - Christopher McCandless
“Life is more than food, and the body more than clothing.” - Jesus
“If we have food and clothing, with these we will be content.” - Paul
“No longer to be poisoned by civilization [they flee], and [walk] alone upon the land to become lost in the wild.” - Alexander Supertramp
We’re moving. After three years gradually working up from a dorm room, to a two bedroom apartment, to a sizable two bedroom townhome, to living the last three years in my grandparent’s huge house, we are downsizing. We’re reversing the trend. We’ve begun shedding possessions, expunging our lives of things that are completely unnecessary, and we’re moving into a 440 square foot apartment. It is the first move towards total downsizing when we will work our way into a 200 square foot shipping crate with a wood stove, composting toilet, alternate energy, and livable vegetable patch (and maybe some goats).
At present, I own a few pairs of socks and underwear, three pairs of pants, one pair of shorts, a pair of running tights, eight t-shirts, two sweaters, a puffy sweater, a puffy coat, a rain layer, a hat, and three pairs of shoes. It all fits into a 2 x 3 box.
My wife owns a mere fraction of what the average woman owns in the clothes and shoes department (though a sizable amount than I do) and has been scaling down her massive clothing collection for five years. She’s given away over fifteen huge bags of clothing and four more of shoes.
We only have four pans, a stock pot, an appropriate number of dishes and flatware, and some other kitchen oddities (like the food chopper…I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT THAT THING).
We’ve given away all of our furniture but our posh bedset and a couple rocking chairs (and if I was by myself, those would have been gone long ago).
We just sold and gave away over 3500 books of our 4000 book collection (though I did keep some valuable primary sources, all of my Calvin and Hobbes, Tolkien, Roald Dahl, and Longfellow, and a few interesting secondary sources and, yes, Doc Fish, I did keep Mounce, Wallace, and BDAG).
Perhaps the only things we continue to accumulate are camera gear and adventure gear, but those things make us “money” at present, so I begrudgingly allow them to grow if necessary. Also, baby clothes and our cloth diaper collection (and I have been told those things are NOT being downsized!)
In September, we’re cutting our cellphones and moving to a single landline. We may or may not have internet in our new apartment. I’m backing off of costly cloud storage.
Guess what? WE’RE STILL ALIVE. In fact, we could cut half of the above mentioned and still be fine. We could cut ALL of the above mentioned AND STILL BE FINE (except for maybe the baby clothes).
Why are we doing this?
Because the American way of life is unsustainable. As our things grow, our stress level grows. We stop communing with God in nature (or, depending on your worldview, “communing with nature”). We stop having time to read. We stop having time to think. We stop having money to spend on anything but our things or collecting new things. We stop being able to pay our rents and mortgages. In a profoundly Tolstoyian sense, we stop being able to live. Americans are not living. How can anyone live in this mess? If we continue to depend on this system that enslaves us to live, we shall not live. This is simply unsustainable.
Why are we doing this?
Because the American way of life is unjust. As I write this I feel extremely uncomfortable. My computer was produced by state-sanctioned corruption in American corporate bossism, the greatest monopolistic facade for “freedom” and “prosperity” ever imagined or created by humans. The desk it sits on was produced by wage slavery. The chair I’m sitting in was probably put together by a starving child in China or Thailand; did it “give the kid a job”? Yes, but not a future. We thrive on injustice amongst the lowest classes of society. This is not good.
Why are we doing this?
Because, ultimately, the American way of life is unnecessary. Who NEEDS twenty (or two) pairs of pants? Who NEEDS five (or one) suits? Who NEEDS eighty (or two) pairs of shoes? We are swamped with things we do…not…need. We do not NEED the TV. We do not NEED a cellphone (and as a fairly successful entrepreneur and world traveler, I say this with confidence because I work without one all the time). We do not NEED so much food we throw the extra away. We do not NEED variety. Variety is for the spoiled rich middle class. We do not NEED more bedrooms, and more workrooms, and more playrooms, and bigger yards, and more cars. We do not NEED an iPod, or new speakers, or an iPad. We do not NEED a newer, bigger, better, bed. This life we live, where we consume endlessly in the name of need, is unnecessary and immoral.
So hear our family’s manifesto moving forward (and bear in mind that it doesn’t have to be your manifesto, it’s just food for thought. Also, it’s OUR manifesto that we have labored over, thought through, and painfully worked out, so you can pretty much keep your thoughts about it to yourself):
In sum: We reject life in the American middle and upper class in no uncertain terms.

This photo is from a trip I just finished to the Ouray Ice Park. Click the photo or the source link for more from the whole trip.
Happiest Day of our lives.
Thank you, Ryan Day Thompson, for the amazing photographs!
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B-Sides Rolls #7-12 (See Project Statement)
The B-Sides project took a turn for the weird when one of my rolls contained photos of a buddy’s wife back when they had JUST started dating. I wondered, “I don’t ever remember…oh…he must have borrowed my camera.” I’m pretty sure he just borrowed my camera. But anyway, these three photos are my favorite of all five rolls. Two rolls were meant to be pushed but I didn’t write it down, so they were pretty bad. This is from a trip I took in Washington during my week break at RMSP’s SI program in 2003. Again, love the tones. No editing. Straight from the camera :-)
B-Sides Roll #3-6 (See Project Statement)
I had absolutely NO idea where the mountain shot came from until I started dwelling on that mountain range. It’s in Montana in the Anaconda-Pintler Wilderness. The river shots both come from my first week in Dubuque, Iowa. I guess I hadn’t quite dived into the initial photographic depression that a lack of mountains instilled in me. I really love the tonal range in these shots. The film is Ilford Delta 100 across the board.
Film Resurrection Roll #1 (See the Project Statement)
These are from the first roll of film I have shot in 7 years. Also on this roll are images from a recent wedding I shot but I decided to save those for later. A little flat light-wise maybe but, overall, I love the soft skin tones of the Portra. These are completely unedited and straight from the camera.
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