Little Alaska/Roca Inclinada…a zone of miraculous terrain and tumultuous touring. Yesterday the snow was soft and splendid in the upper flanks of the spines, and down low harbored some of the better snow we’ve skied (regardless of the complete lack of light).
After a long haul out to Little AK it was time to play the waiting game with the light. When things finally popped, Miles slayed his spine and Eric…well, he gave it a good college try
Eric in the process of realizing “whoa, this is bigger than I thought!”
