Brett, Sara, and I headed out for the first skin/snowshoe of the season on Wednesday. It was a gorgeous mid-fifty bluebird day. Although the snow was a bit hard and rutted in some places, we couldn't have asked for any better for the beginning of November. We hiked up to Francie's Cabin, as Sara hadn't been there yet and the basin it's in is hard to beat. 
Getting ready to head out
Brett is stoked be in the woods, especially in his Sedition II Gore-Tex Softshell jacket and Park Cargo pants
Sara looks like a pro already, I however, look like I have a crazy foot.
Montana, Sara's dog, wondering when we're going to catch up
We had to be creative in getting a group shot. I'm rocking my El Cap Temple 1/4 zip, which is made of 100% recycled fabric. It's wonderfully breathable and kept me dry the entire hike.
Brett's Patrol Pack and the ridgeline between Mt. Helen and Father Dyer peak. Check out this brief history of Father Dyer. He was quite the mountain man.
After hanging out on the hut's porch enjoying the warm day, after last week's frigid temps, we packed back up and headed for our "ski" down. The snow was less packed than the route we took up, but that meant that there were some rocks that were simply dusted with snow, rather than covered and we did a little tip toeing (as much as you can tiptoe in skis) down the trail. By the end our quads needed some rest.
I was so glad to be getting out and doing something fun. This shoulder season has been spent moving (literally my posessions to Breck) and working. Not much adventuring has happened in the last month, so this was a much needed mountain fix for our souls.
Getting ready to head out
Brett is stoked be in the woods, especially in his Sedition II Gore-Tex Softshell jacket and Park Cargo pants
Sara looks like a pro already, I however, look like I have a crazy foot.
Montana, Sara's dog, wondering when we're going to catch up
We had to be creative in getting a group shot. I'm rocking my El Cap Temple 1/4 zip, which is made of 100% recycled fabric. It's wonderfully breathable and kept me dry the entire hike.
Brett's Patrol Pack and the ridgeline between Mt. Helen and Father Dyer peak. Check out this brief history of Father Dyer. He was quite the mountain man.After hanging out on the hut's porch enjoying the warm day, after last week's frigid temps, we packed back up and headed for our "ski" down. The snow was less packed than the route we took up, but that meant that there were some rocks that were simply dusted with snow, rather than covered and we did a little tip toeing (as much as you can tiptoe in skis) down the trail. By the end our quads needed some rest.
I was so glad to be getting out and doing something fun. This shoulder season has been spent moving (literally my posessions to Breck) and working. Not much adventuring has happened in the last month, so this was a much needed mountain fix for our souls.
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A wise man once said, 'there's no such thing as bad weather, just improper clothing...' It's nice to see that for no other reason than the quality of the gear that The North Face employees always walk the walk and are a great example of how the right gear can make a day playing outside even that much better. Now if only The North Face made a line for canines so that Montana could be equally outfitted :)
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