April 4th 2014
On April 4th 2014 I skied Baldy’s Main chute with
my 60 year old dad. I knew he would love
the view and most likely make it down the mountain ok. We went for it, he insisted on carrying his
skis and I took the day to enjoy being a tourist on my home mountain by taking
lots of pictures at all the usual locales.
I don’t really remember what the skiing was like because I was so
concentrated on documenting the adventure and being at all places at once so as
to stop my dad from sliding down the entire chute or carry his skis if that was
what it would take for us to make the journey.
Everything went smoothly though and we both lived to tell about it. He shredded the chute with no problem, even
though he has only been skiing for 10 years or so. I knew he could make the hike; he is an avid
hunter and walks off trail routinely throughout the year; I was a little
worried about the elevation though.
Baldy tops out at around 11,000’ in elevation, a far cry from where my
dad usually skis near Helena, Mt.
Boot packing the initial shoulder of Baldy
Summit shot
Contemplating the drop in
Shredding
Did we really come through that chute?
The token portrait shot in front of supreme top shack
It was perhaps one of my most memorable days at Alta. To have the chance to share this with my dad
is above words for me. How wonderful for
me to be in a place I love, a place I have been hundreds of days of my life;
and to really slow down to enjoy everything I love about this place by sharing
it with my dad.
