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Christy and I had just started hanging out and I figured why ease
into it? Let's cut to the chase. Let's see how she handles this
stuff.
Closing day on Aspen Mountain brought a sizeable spring storm.
We had already made plans for Quandary the morning after, some new
snow made it sound more interesting. Still in the early 'getting
to know each other' phase, we made our way up the east ridge, chatting.
Wave after wave of spring weather blew through and though it produced
little precipitation, the whiteout conditions were disorienting.
We both shrugged it off. Christy wanted to seem cool with it because
that was exactly what I was doing. She followed me all the way through
the wind and clouds to the summit without so much as a peep about
the conditions.
I had hoped to ski the Cristo Couloir. Of course there was a foot
or so of new snow on the frozen south facing crust beneath, with
some high winds gusting and a euro-style whiteout. I guess sometimes
certain things are only thought about in hindsight. I was more concerned
with how the '1st date' was going and ignored the obvious red flags
that day.
As Christy was getting into her tele bindings I wandered towards
the top of the couloir to make a ski cut. Contrary to the 'everythings
cool' attitude we had thus far, we had actually discussed the conditions
during the drive and determined the slope to be a likely avy risk
so making out a slight rollover in the slope I skied to it and stopped.
Right at my feet the slope broke off and silently disappeared into
the whiteout below. The crown ran in front and behind me until out
of sight, from right between my feet, about 10-12 inches deep. Without
a doubt it ran the entire 3000' down to the reservoir below.
Christy was still above me and could tell something happened, I
asked her to stay put as I kickturned and traversed back to the
east ridge.
We skied, blinded at times by in and out whiteout conditions, down
the east ridge and back to the truck. When I hear people talking
about how a first date didn't go so well, I always tell how this
one almost unfolded.
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