After skiing Lassen we headed to Mt Shasta. There were high winds fore casted for the morning, then to diminish as the day went on. We started around sunrise from the lot and made great time to the base of the head wall of Avalanche Gulch. Then it started to blow. Really hard. No clouds, just crazy windy. We got sandblasted and knocked over a few times. We decided to call it a day. With windy conditions it is dangerous on the up, and the skiing down would be a frozen coral reef. Not for us. We headed for Mt McLoughlin.
After the somewhat crowded Lassen and Shasta, we were looking for a little more solitude. Mcloughlin seemed to fit the bill.
As we climbed the trail through the beautiful old growth forest we eventually got onto the east ridge of Mcloughlin.
We had the peak to ourselves as we ripped the perfect corn on the steep NE Face.
We skied a little too far out to the north and wound up a few miles from where we started. We ran into some weekend folk.
We helped for a bit then realized they were stuck for the long haul. The guy had no gloves or anything to dig. We walked up to him and he was digging with a stick. Darwin was in town.