Tête de la Grisonnière--or, Vive les Vacances!
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Tête de la Grisonnière:
admiring our tracks from La Mure |
While Brad slaved away in the lab, Olivier (who apparently rarely has to work), Jono (who will soon be concluding his perma-vacation) and I took advantage of beautiful weather and good snow coverage to take a ski day down near the Taillefer.
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View to the south: looking at the Devoluy's impressive Obiou
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While the view was incredible, initially, the snow was disappointing. The micro-climate effect was present, meaning that 35 minutes south of Sunday and Monday's abundant Chartreusian powder, no new snow had fallen.
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Jono(bottom right), slogs up the last
25 minutes of the climb |
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| Le Vieux Bouquetin charges |
We finally gave up on the skinning, and Olivier, le vieux bouqetin, led the charge up the final pitches of the climb, where the snow had two layers of crust, and a small powder layer in between--perfect for slippery skinning.
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| Happy to be at the top |
Finally arriving at the top, sweaty and tired, we enjoyed a wind-free sunny day, taking an hour long lunch break--a time frame that would prove beneficial for the snow on the descent.
After tea, coffee, oranges, cookies, pizza, calzone, cheese, dried fruit, chocolate and sun-tanning, we pulled off our skins, tightened our boots, and pointed our skis downhill.
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| Lucky Luke |
We were thrilled with what we found: the crust that had so frustrated us for the climb had softened in the sun, revealing a mix of consolidated powder and spring-like corn. The turns were excellent, as evidenced by Jono's consistently joyful whooping and yelling.
I remember once, Nancy recounted a story from Buke's childhood. She had asked him what his favorite emotion was. She was taken off guard by his response:
relief. Since then, I have thought a lot about what I might count as my favorite emotion, most often, I settle on
pleasantly surprised. Lucky for me, yesterday's tour embodied exactly that. After a long, tough montée, through crust and slippery snow, a descent of fun turns through great snow--VERY pleasantly surprising.
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| Pleasant Suprise. |
En meme temps avec le vieux bouquetin, on trouve toujours la contre pente en bonne neige. C'est pour ca que tu sors en montagne avec moi ? Je pensais...
ReplyDeletePrecision, je travailles quandd meme, pas les jours de poudre, pas les jours de soleil et le moins possible le reste du temps. Mais quand meme ca fait quelques jours restant à bosser ! ( trop ... )