|View from Crater Notch into the Jewel Basin and Hungry Horse Reservoir, Montana.|
But something flips in my brain. Possibly it’s the endorphins talking. Or perhaps I’m just getting used to doing things that scare me. My experience of Montana is in being in a state outside my comfort zone.
Today I decide that snowy slopes are within my skillset. Slowly I start down the snowfield. Cross-step, kick-step. The rhythm is familiar. I remember I’m not always the turn-around type. Sometimes I’m the keep-moving-forward-through-the fear type. Cross-step, don’t look down, cross-step. A flood of memories come back of last year on the PCT over the High Sierra passes. This is baby stuff compared to Glen Pass. I can do this.
I zone out/ concentrate on being in the moment. Reading the terrain, microspikes firm against snow. On a long clear incline, I sit and glassade down, gaining speed. Snow friction against bare legs (when my skirt rides up) hurts but the rush is worth it. So I climb the hill again and try it a second time, this time with sitpad sled. Now if only I had an ice ax for steering (and safety) I could go even faster. Haha. Don’t get too carried away.
|Trail junction sign above the snow.|
|How many people get to see this waterfall flowing so strong?|
|Not such a scaredy-cat after all.|
Jewel Basin Map
Parked at the Echo Broken Leg Trail #544 trailhead, and took it to the Crater Notch Trail #187 to the Alpine Trail #7 to Squaw Lake.
|Spotted coral root along the Crater Notch Trail. Cause no blog post is complete without flowers.|