Report from July 27, 2023
Yesterday the weather looked iffy.
Clouds, fog, and sun at sunrise.
Sunrise here is about 9am here right now so you’re out there early.
As I was climbing up at dawn, it looked a little rough, but it looked like there’d be a chance for sun.
The bulk of the clouds were mostly a low fog that I hoped would burn off.
They mostly did.
By the time I was on top of the first south facing run, the clouds weren’t quite gone but that run which I call “Anubis Rock Chute” is always in the shade anyway.
I wasn’t sure if I should go straight for that chute because it’s steep, tight, and scary with a mandatory right turn.
If you miss that right turn, you’re crashing into a rock wall.
It’s a weird line, but it’s kinda epic when it works right.
Once finally ready, I stomped and jumped on the snow at the top of the chute.
Nothing.
The snow wasn’t deep and it wasn’t very good…
Kinda punchy and stiff.
I hacked a few turns down it before finally settling into gear and linking turns.
Instead of the mini chute to speed to rock wall missing right turn, it was so filled in I was able to skip the mini chute and do a small air and make a more manageable right turn.
It was the right call in this funky snow.
From there it was off to the races with a sweeping right turn onto a rocky curtain to a speed check turn to a mini-spine that ends in rocks.
The whole thing went as well as it could have and I came speeding out the bottom with a hoot.
What a way to start the day!
From there I went for the Sun Chutes.
2 gorgeous chutes that face north and get cooked quick.
The first one was sunny and cruisey with sun-kissed snow and a nice straight-line out the bottom.
At the bottom, I ran into my old guide buddy Jorge and he was guiding some of my friends from California!
Too cool.
I raced after them, chatted them up a bit then bumped over to Sun Chute #2.
The fog rolled in and nearly shut me down but I waited it out and got a small window that I made work.
The 2nd chute was a bit more spicy with a long straight-line with a left turn in it and a solid adrenal gland squeeze.
From there I raced after Jorge and crew to chat them up a bit more and plan a dinner before they all headed out of town.
Good times in a great place.
Thanks, Patagonia!