The snow seemed to be melting fast at the beginning of June, so we knew we had to take advantage of Daryl’s birthday being gorgeous and get to the snow as soon as possible. Before I left coffee job D asked if I wanted to head to Chinook Pass for an evening ski. My answer was of course “ABSOLUTELY!” He got all our stuff together (our gear room has gotten more organized over the years, though no where near as beautifully as this one featured in the summer Moutaineer magazine) and we were able to head south moments after I got home from work.
We’ve been to Naches Pass several times to ski, but this time we tried a slightly different route up (really, the route changes all season long as the snow melts out). This slope continued like this for a while, so when I got up to Daryl and Riley, we took our skis off and continued hoofing it up.
One of my favorite views of my favorite mountain.
Riley is getting better and better at being a ski deg on every trip. He waited (fairly) patiently here while we switched over to ski mode, then he ran ran ran to beat us both down the hill.
No photos from the ski down, aside from this fun down climb. We hooped and hollered our way down the snow, as usual, and Daryl skied all the way back to the car (I lost momentum a couple yards short).
Today’s adventure took place on land stolen from the Yakama.