Re: 2023 High Snowpack Conditions: Jinxing snow discussion
Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2023 6:32 pm
Winter of 92-93 I lived in mammoth but never had the closures like experienced this winter. Snow fell regularly but seldom over 18" per 24 hours. Can't remember whether it was 92 or 93 when a bunch of us hiked Lincoln Mt (no lift back then) and skied the Avy chutes. I stopped to catch my breath about 1/2 down and I was up to my armpits in the snow! We all gathered at the Canyon Lodge like blithering idiots we were so stoked about the run.
In May I did my first and only Trans Sierra ski trip. First night was at the old Onion Valley Guard Station (since wiped out by an avalanche) then next 2 nights at the Charlotte Lake Ranger Station (nice to have contacts). Also that Month I rode down to Devils Post Pile in a Mammoth Piston Bully that was pulling down a couple of long stringers that were to be used to repair a bridge across the San Joaquin that had been partially destroyed due to the extreme snow load that winter. Spent 2 nights down there and like at Charlotte only the peak of the roof was visible and it was a 10 foot drop down to the base of the door. We had dowels and rock bars and were able to roll the stringers across the remaining stringer so when the remaining materials were delivered the bridge could then be repaired. The second day we skied to the hot springs an spent a few hours bs ing and drinking beer. The last day 2 of us were pulled up the road on our skis behind a snowmobile.
That summer was my second as a backcountry ranger in SEKI. Just after the first of june and before I was on duty I skied into my then ranger station at Rowell Meadow from just off the road between Grant and Lodgepole. On return I broke a ski right under my boot. which wasn't too bad at first as the snow was still frozen. I decided the quickest way out was to head to Lodgpole. Once I cleared the last ridge I put on one ski and traversed back and forth thru the trees until the snow got too thin. Then walked the rest of the way out. I had no idea how I would get back to the car as when I left the road had still been closed. Fortunately the road had just been opened that day and one of the employees was heading in the direction I needed to go. Karma!
For some reason I can't remember I had 3 of the same skis. So my next skiing adventure was on duty a a couple of weeks later. After our law enforcement refresher held in Lodgepole was completed I hiked then skied to Pear Lake where I spent the night. Next day I skied over the Tablelands to the Kaweah/Kings divide where I should have been able to look down on Cresent Lake. But just as I arrived I was enveloped by a cloud that reduced my visibility to about 10 feet. Because this location was virtually a 3 way divide with the Tablelands behind me and supposedly Crowley Canyon in front of me and Horse Creek slightly left with no visibility I wasn't convinced I might not veer off to the left. Just as was about to pull out my compass the cloud moved on and I could see clearly my route to Cresent Lake and my clear s. facing niche at the outlet of the lake that was the only spot clear of snow to camp. Due to the complex terrain and all the crap on the snow in the forest I strapped my skis on my pack and post holed my way to within about 3/4 Mile from Rowell where the snow thinned to patches the rest of the way to the cabin. To be continued!
In May I did my first and only Trans Sierra ski trip. First night was at the old Onion Valley Guard Station (since wiped out by an avalanche) then next 2 nights at the Charlotte Lake Ranger Station (nice to have contacts). Also that Month I rode down to Devils Post Pile in a Mammoth Piston Bully that was pulling down a couple of long stringers that were to be used to repair a bridge across the San Joaquin that had been partially destroyed due to the extreme snow load that winter. Spent 2 nights down there and like at Charlotte only the peak of the roof was visible and it was a 10 foot drop down to the base of the door. We had dowels and rock bars and were able to roll the stringers across the remaining stringer so when the remaining materials were delivered the bridge could then be repaired. The second day we skied to the hot springs an spent a few hours bs ing and drinking beer. The last day 2 of us were pulled up the road on our skis behind a snowmobile.
That summer was my second as a backcountry ranger in SEKI. Just after the first of june and before I was on duty I skied into my then ranger station at Rowell Meadow from just off the road between Grant and Lodgepole. On return I broke a ski right under my boot. which wasn't too bad at first as the snow was still frozen. I decided the quickest way out was to head to Lodgpole. Once I cleared the last ridge I put on one ski and traversed back and forth thru the trees until the snow got too thin. Then walked the rest of the way out. I had no idea how I would get back to the car as when I left the road had still been closed. Fortunately the road had just been opened that day and one of the employees was heading in the direction I needed to go. Karma!
For some reason I can't remember I had 3 of the same skis. So my next skiing adventure was on duty a a couple of weeks later. After our law enforcement refresher held in Lodgepole was completed I hiked then skied to Pear Lake where I spent the night. Next day I skied over the Tablelands to the Kaweah/Kings divide where I should have been able to look down on Cresent Lake. But just as I arrived I was enveloped by a cloud that reduced my visibility to about 10 feet. Because this location was virtually a 3 way divide with the Tablelands behind me and supposedly Crowley Canyon in front of me and Horse Creek slightly left with no visibility I wasn't convinced I might not veer off to the left. Just as was about to pull out my compass the cloud moved on and I could see clearly my route to Cresent Lake and my clear s. facing niche at the outlet of the lake that was the only spot clear of snow to camp. Due to the complex terrain and all the crap on the snow in the forest I strapped my skis on my pack and post holed my way to within about 3/4 Mile from Rowell where the snow thinned to patches the rest of the way to the cabin. To be continued!