Trip Details
Mountains: Mt. Shavano (14,229’) and Tabeguache Peak (14,155’)Route: Started at the junction of CR 250 and FR 252 (~8800’). Climbed the E. Ridge to Shavano’s summit, traversed to Tabeguache and back. Ski descent from ~12,500’.
Stats:
Elevation Gain - ~6600’
Roundtrip Mileage / Time - ~17.5 miles / ~13 hours
Crew - Solo
The Climb
Jamming out to Alane 3 times in a row fires one up sufficiently for a long day…A sled pulling benefactor’s trail was followed…
His camp I passed at 9750’; his snowshoe track I followed as he fought through trees…
The wet pow was deep… 6 inches to a foot…
At ~11,300’ I found my benefactor… good Jeff from Denver… “Trade?” said I… “Aye” said he.
The lead was swutch, the snow stayed deep…
I broke on through the thinning trees…
Happy was I to return the favor…
Ramen was brewed at our next stop (12,600’)… skis were dropped… knuckles cracked (this one’s for you ridgerunner)
Progress did not impede our ability to admire… The rolling hills and vales between…
The route ahead was steep and long… A false summit stood steeped in satirical bliss… &$@# you, vile false summit… on you we piss…
Up and o'er the ridge we went…
o'er Boulders large and post-holeable snow…
Shavynavy’s mug stood high and dry… “Wilst thee ne’er hold snow for my ski?”…
“Silly boy”, said He “Ski you do not, face plant you do… tired I grew many moons ago… as you planted face after face on my Angel so… first learn to ski, oh don’t you know? Then come hither and ask for snow”.
Gathering what pride was left, at 1:30 on the summit I crept…
As Old Man wind blew my ears deaf… I made haste for Tabbygoochie whilst waiting for Jeff…
A cloud blew by saucer-like, signaling high winds high and ^%&^# higher down low…
Two-score mph mostly prevailed; three to four score came and went…
Tabbygoochie held more snow… “Where are your skis wee grasshoppah? You can ski down 14ers don’t you know?”
All the Sawatch holds the fluff that Shavynavy hides from us…
My hands now frozen in the wind… my photography slid fast downhill…
The Descent
The wind on Tabby’s summit roared and drove me to Shavy in under an hour…By now Jeff had arrived and left… he summitted at 2:30, later he said…
Down to the skis I climbed… there might be sunlight yet for the ski through trees…
A great ski it was up high… powder snow through piney trees…
The light went dim as I got down low to breakable crust in a thick aspen grove…
At 6PM Jeff’s tent I approached… he’d just got back and started a brew…
I chatted with him for quite a while and ate my food with a smile…
30 minutes it took from there to ski the last 3.2 mile…
How’s the road, you might surmise? Not too bad… 2WD will suffice…
Pardon my wretched poetry… 'tis quick this way I swear to thee…
Tabeguache Peak

































