Mt. Whitney Winter
However, I can best describe the trip in my own terms. Never before have I seen so few people on Whitney. Never have I been so pleasantly surprised by travel conditions in the mountains. Most importantly, I am utterly blown away by how this foray to the hills has cooled my wicked case of “snow fever.” Like virtually all US skiers right now, I am feeling in my very bones the lack of snow. This snow sickness is a brutal beast. It drives us crazy when the snow doesn’t come, and leaves us distracted and overwhelmed with joy when it does. However, tromping around in a clean and crisp and icy Whitney Zone has left me appreciative of all the options we have here and thankful for the flexible mountain athletes that come to SMG. During those 3 magical days (and over a subsequent week of crampon-clad day-tripping) never did the insidious depression of a snow-deprived soul rear its head. Check out some pictures.