It was a year of battling the couch. The couch kind of won, but I still managed to get out a bit.
Skiing out to and spending the night at Glacier Point with friends, they in the lodge and me camped. One of the most glorious sunsets/sunrises I’ve ever seen.
Taking Stacy and Curtis onto rock for the first time at the Alabama Hills, and my friend Lindsay for her first backcountry ski experience up Old Man’s Bowl (beneath Mt. Morrison).
An entirely too pristine day on Mt. Hood. Soloed the standard route, skiing the lower 3500K or so (too much ice and crust above Hogsback).
Skiing my first Sierra Peak, Mt. Silliman in, again, perfect conditions.
Completing my first solo Sierra ski tour, through the Evolution Basin via Echo and Lamarck Col, spending night two in the hut at Muir Pass due to a raging storm. (Memorial Day weekend).
Skiing top to bottom at Mammoth on my birthday (June 21).
Skiing False White (off Tioga Pass) on June 25 and then climbing the SE buttress of Cathedral with Bob Pickering on June 26.
Perfecting the best strawberry-peach pie ever.
Getting spanked by being out of shape and getting sick during what should have been a 10-day backpack, and coming out 5 days early.
Crossing a Class 3 snow pass (South Fork) with a full pack and microspikes (OK, maybe not the best plan, but I had to get the beer to the summit of the Thumb and leave Ellen her note!).
Helping Bob Burd “warm-up” for the Sierra Challenge, and hosting the gang at the Moose Lodge for a grand Moosie-style BBQ.
Finally climbing Mt. Sill, my 10th CA 14er. Champagne tradition continued.
Soloing most of Mt. Emerson’s SE face (waterfall route, 5.4) before being blasted off the end of the knife-edge ridge by a thunderstorm. Descended through a flood in the gulley between Emerson and the Piute Crags.
Meeting Gene Hall on the summit of Mt. Dana after soloing the couloir. Gene had worked with my father in Silicon Valley for years, and was ecstatic about being back in CA after moving to WA to be near family. He was found dead in his tent near Vogelsang a few days later.
“Taking it easy” in the Desolation Wilderness above Lake Tahoe after seeing an orthopedic surgeon on the Friday of Labor Day weekend. Bagged only 8 peaks instead of 12.
Spending the night at Thousand Island Lake after cruising the San Joaquin Ridge.
Arthroscopic knee surgery on 22 September: mostly just scraping some arthritis and that I somehow managed to completely stretch, but not tear, my medial meniscus. Doc tells me NO LEGS in the gym until follow up. I stay in bed for one day, then visit the Portal with my Pop, using the drive in the TOF (stick-shift) to regain range of motion.
One week post-op: spent the night in the Whites in the TOF. Found fantastic color up there!
10 days post-op: hiked to Tyee Lakes with Stacy and Curtis, Stacy watching me like a hawk and telling me every ten minutes to SIT DOWN ALREADY. Then I fed her apples and brie for lunch. So there.
11 days post-op: MD looks at me cross-eyed as I squat to the floor, face palms his forehead when I tell him about the hike the previous day. Releases me from further visits.
5 weeks post-op: hiked Mt. Gould with my dear friend Joan. She smacks me in the head before I kill myself on the summit block.
7 weeks post-op: get a big hug from Woolie at the Mammoth Mountain opener. Ski four hours and enjoy champagne on the deck. Ski 3 out of 4 days that weekend.
9 weeks post-op: enjoy Red Rocks scrambling (Bridge Mtn. and White Rock Hill) and turkey dinner with new friends in Vegas.
11 weeks post-op: attempt ice skating on Mirror (12” of snow) and Lone Pine (4” of snow) Lakes on Saturday with Jim; drive out to meet Bob and Matthew for a traverse of Eagle Mountain east of Death Valley on Sunday.
12 weeks post-op: skated clear across Crowley Lake with friends. My first lake skate.
Spent Christmas week skating Tenaya Lake, watching Crater Lake come out of the fog of a storm for 45 minutes before being re-swallowed, hung out with my awesome nephews and family (which I did more this year than the last 4 years combined), and drove 395 all the way home from the WA border.
It was an off year, all right.http://gallery.me.com/moosetracksca#100093
As for this year’s plans:http://moosetracksca.wordpress.com/2012 ... ow-a-road/
From the luckiest girl in the world:
Climb Hard. Be Safe.