Backcountry skiing (Alpine touring) 3:30:00 [2] 9.95 km (21:06 / km) +820m 14:57 / km
Adventure day, courtesy of cousin Larry.
It started last night: needed a 2 inch trailer tongue to fit in Larry's receiver. Finally found one to borrow from a neighbour. However, needed a different size ball. Asked the roommate downstairs of the place we are staying (Kiwi Rob's) if we could steal his off his truck. Yep. Tried to find the tools we needed in Rob's house. Not much luck. We really needed a pipe wrench but couldn't find anything like that in Rob's tools. After looking everywhere, Larry realized he had one in his vehicle because he had just bought it but was going to return it. Grabbed it, it fit the nut on the roommate's ball, but then the ball would just spin. Needed another wrench. Then I discovered Rob's tongue (too small) and ball in his house. Again, needed a second wrench to remove the ball. MacGyver'ed something with some big c-clamps. Got the ball off, put it on the larger tongue and installed it on Lucas's truck. Phew. The next morning, snuck through town with no working trailer lights. Gassed up the snowmobile. Larry forgot to gas up his empty truck.
Then we learned that the frame of the snowmobile trailer might be breaking. When we got to the trailhead and unloaded the snowmobile, we flipped the trailer on its side, hammered in a big piece of pipe as a new spine, and secured it in place with a bunch of big pipe clamps. Definitely looked like the ghetto crew, versus the two fancy Albertans who showed up with a nice truck, nice trailer, two monster sleds and ski rack for just the two of them (versus 6 of us and two sleds and a bunch of tow ropes). Larry's truck is almost out of gas.
12:15 pm, finished towing in, ready to start skiing. From where we parked the sleds, we missed our destination road by about 15 metres because we got distracted by another trail almost beside it. Followed that trail and soon we were traversing through super dense trees. Did this for two hours and then bailed and battled our way down to the road below. Eventually made our way over to the heli ski runs we intended to poach, had time for one run, then back to the sleds. Got back to the sleds at 4:45 pm. On the way out, I got pulled off line (I was in the middle of the tow line, between the sled and BigFish on the towline behind me) and through a downed tree that the sled and driver had just gone around but when the rope went taught again it tried to pull me right through the tree. I managed to let go and dive over the tree, taking the hit just below the knee on one leg but didn't seem injured. Phew. Then continued the leg pounding downhill tow back to the vehicles. Stashed one sled in the trees for our return tomorrow, left the light-less trailer, and Larry made it to town with no gas.
Adventure....