A beautiful, if long, night hike to the summit of Winchester Mountain and the historic fire lookout!
What a sunrise!!
Larabee- we wanted to summit this gorgeous peak but avalanche conditions forced us to cancel this plan.
Breakfast of Champions for Quinn: non alcoholic beer and Gummi bears!
A special pic for our buddy Dave who has an orange peel fetish 😉
Calvin and Shea perched on the roof of the Winchester Lookout
Snow softened up nicely in the afternoon sun. Fresh turns = Happiness!
Quinn and Shea
Cheryl and her growlers 🙂
A gorgeous sunset!
Some cool cats showed up just after sunset with a pissy little shitster of a dog. The lookout was rocking on Saturday night!
Good morning! 😉 I was roused from my slumber by the monumental crash of Grumpy Cat falling out of bed!
I was told to go back to sleep but couldn’t. Put the kettle on and went out to enjoy another spectacular sunrise –
Back in the lookout everyone was still sound asleep…
I passed the time sipping coffee and perusing the lookout library 🙂
Signs of life! Let’s get packed and head on down before it gets too “avalanchy”!
Me n Quinn 🙂
Adios Winchester and Larabee! I’ll be back!
Larabee and the border peaks –
I keep telling Grumpy Cat that skis work better when attached to feet, but she does look pretty bad ass lugging them around on her back…
We took the direct route down from Winchester Lookout to the Twin Lakes, a decision which, in hindsight, was perhaps not ideal for everyone in our merry band…
On the plus side, Cheryl got to practice life or death self arrest techniques and Grumpy Cat cleaned up the Winchester yard sale after bowling Cheryl’s pack down the mountain…
The yard sale crew walked what was left of Zig Zag’s battered pack down the mountain collecting pieces and parts along the way.
Calvin and I had gravity on our side and zipped down and across the Twin Lakes, fired up the kettle and cooked a meal while awaiting our companions.
After biscuits and gravy and a pot of tea our mates were still dicking around on the far side of the lakes so Calvin and I decided to hike part way up the little mountain on the south side of the Twin Lakes to enjoy some fresh turns in the warm spring conditions. Ah, how nice to climb and ski sans pack!
By the time we got down Zig Zag, Grumpy Cat and the Quinnster had made it across the lakes and we headed down the Twin Lakes road to where we’d left the cars. High fives and beers and then Calvin slid off the road… Ooops!
Fortunately I had my high lift and straps and Quinn had plenty of beer. It took us a while to drag Calvin’s truck to a point where we could set up a pulley on a tree and pull him out of the ditch. Good fun!