Initially planning to head out and take it easy on Musical Bumps, the conditions seemed to good to pass up an early season descent on Fissile. In concurrence we get after it, we set out with only one other soul in site on a surprisingly great December snow base.
Heading back past Black Tusk at sunset and descending to the village by head lamp felt like a dream. Long live these memories, sharing in solitude out in this vast mountain grandeur.
See the prints available from this adventure here.