Zack and I felt that with the favorable avy conditions, the reasonable amount of coverage, and the amount of distance we’d be able to cover on old logging roads would get us a great shot at Big Jim Hill. Unfortunately, we were very wrong. We skinned the road until just past Henry Creek, shortcutted up to the road again about 500ft higher, and followed the road to it’s end. All in about an hour, then our very brutal traverse into the Jim Hill basin led us into an overgrown jungle of Alder. After moving 1/4 of a mile in 45 minutes in deep thickets, and inventing the move that we will for future purposes refer to as “The Pommel Horse”, Zack and left to get some useful turns out of our day at Heather ridge.
Yeah, a failure, but it wasn’t all bad. The turns on the backside of Heather were really nice, and hardly chewed up.
