November 25, 2011, Rock Mountain

Rock Mountain skied very, very good today.  From near-top to bottom.  Kyle Flick, Scott McCallister and I all agreed we had never hit such a continuously good run down the Rock practically all the way to the 2.  We overcame obstacles to make this a great touring day, mainly Scott's touring Dynafit toepiece malfunction that kept him locked into tour mode, and Scott's errant skin, and Scott's inability to traverse uphill in bottomless snow, and Scott's failure to bring any smoked salmon.  But we did prevail.  And Scott once again proved to be one of the most versatile and efficient tourers I know.  Excuse me, splitboard mountaineer.  I think he was wearing gaiters. 

There was just enough cloud cover to keep us off the summit, so we took a couple laps in the mellow meadows lower down.  Of course, the skies cleared to perfection just as we reached the car.

Lots of snow up there, deliciously filled in all the way down, sparing my bases yet another stone ground.