Tuckerbrook

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When was the last time I skinned Tuckerbrook? I cannot recall, but my last skin of the trail was well over a dozen years ago. I last skied the trail (in its entirety, at least) almost a dozen years ago. But that was via a car spot. Since the 13 Turns are lift accessible sidecountry, I rarely think about skinning and skiing the entire trail.

The time and conditions were just right today to do so. I did not feel like doing another trip to Jay (which I just did the day before) and I felt like earning turns. I realized lower elevations would have poor conditions and the 13 Turns would likely be sporty. But that was all part of the adventure.

Tuckerbrook

The skin in to the junction was thin, icy, and rocky. Above the junction, snow coverage was solid. Lots of undulations, open drainage, and foliage to avoid until 2500′ when the snow pack was consistent across the trail. The skin track stopped at the Troll Bridge, which featured some navigational challenges.

Breaking trail up the 13 Turns was brutal. I am familiar with its think spruce coverage under the snow. I was mindful of possible spruce traps and evaluating coverage and hazards. The snow depth was not enough to cause alarm, but getting caught in one would be frustrating and annoying.

13 Turns

I finally hit the Taft Race Trail and finished skinning to the summit of Mount Jackson. The ski down to the 13 Turns was a nice and gentle warmup. I was surprised at how good the 13 Turns skied given the challenging skin up! It likely was the first ski descent of the 13 Turns this season.

The Troll Bridge was easier to ski down than to skin up. Skiing down the gentle turns of Tuckerbrook ranged from fantastic up high to survival down low. Well worth the effort!. I managed to “ski” back to my car without hiking. But below the junction, in many places it would have been faster to have hiked than “skied”.

Hillman’s Highway

Hillman's Highway Area Gullies

Hard to believe it has been ten years since my last time skiing Hillman’s.

I haven’t skied half of Tuckerman Ravine’s routes, but I’ve skied enough to know that I enjoy skiing and climbing Hillman’s the most. Hillman’s is far from the ravine circus and offers drama free climbing. There is a chill vibe. The gully has the easiest pitch in the ravine area, but also the longest run. And there is no need to down hike if the Little Headwall isn’t in, either.

Hillman's Highway

With 80 degree temperatures forecasted Friday and Saturday, I rearranged my work schedule to get to Mount Washington on Thursday. The Tuckerman Ravine Trail was skinable bottom to top, and the Sherburne ski trail was skiable top to bottom. Neither of those conditions would be present by the weekend, with as much as one-third of the Sherburne trail closed after the big melt down.

Tuckerman and Summit from Hillman's Highway

I had a “summit to car” adventure in mind. The better climbing route would have been Right Gully to the East Snowfields. But with the Little Headwall out, Hillman’s would be the only summit to car option from Pinkham. That assumed there was a skiable connection from the bottom of the summit cone to Hillman’s, via the lawn above the ravine’s lip. I suspected such a connection may not exist, so I opted to ascend the better ski route rather the better summit route.

Summit from Top of Hillman's Highway

Which was ultimately the best decision. After climbing out of the gully, I started skinning up to the Davis Path looking for a connection to the summit cone. But despite Hillman’s being quite full, the plateau around the summit was quite melted already despite the early time of the season. I wasn’t going to hike in ski boots across the rocky summit trails, so I turned around and headed back to Hillman’s.

It is just as well that I bailed on the summit option as Hillman’s was already quite cooked by the time I started descending. It would only get softer and mushier as the afternoon progressed. Turns were quite nice but a major workout given the soft snow.

By the time I reached the Sherburne, the snow was extremely wet and sticky. I pointed my skis straight down the Sherburne and often needed to poll to keep momentum. The final few turns were quite barren, but still retained enough snow that I did not need to down hike or side slip.

Wildcat from the Davis Path

Cannon: It’s Still Home

Banshee Skinning

I briefly considered Jay. Two years ago, that would have been the play. Jay received a bit more accumulation and offered plenty of “reserved” untracked. But I wanted to hike and ski, not ride lifts and duck ropes. Over the years, Cannon’s Front Five has consistently provided some of the best early season powder skiing. Fall storms always seem to over deliver at Cannon. And, after all these years, it’s still home.

Paulie's

The lack of cars was surprising. I followed the usual skin track up Banshee to an almost untouched Avalanche. First turns of the season were sublime. It never gets old. Snow depth was just enough (8-10″), but I occasionally bottomed out onto slick fast grass. It is a shame Cannon blows snow on Avi, the natural skis so well. I went back up for first tracks down Paulie’s and Zoomer. Neither compared to turns down Avi, but both were enjoyable runs.

Paulie's

Cannon: The End.

Cannon closed for the season last weekend with barely enough mid-mountain snow to operate. Sure enough, as soon as mountain shut down, mother nature queued up one last hurrah after a few stormless months. It was supposed to be a big one, maybe the biggest of the season. I put in for a day off and planned to end the season just like I begin the season: hiking at Cannon.

It was a total bust. A nasty season’s final insult. Cannon got one to two inches, which was just enough to cover up all the junk, but not enough to make it fun. I enjoyed being outside during a rip roaring storm, despite the lack of snow. But the skiing was tentative and my turns were atrocious with near constant vigilance for rocks covered over by a dusting to two inches.

The 2020-2021 ski season is done and dusted as far as I was concerned. Mount Washington’s siren song called my name. But the road bike called harder. After a winter of indoor training, I was riding faster than ever before, setting personal best times on all of my usual routes (during my first month on the riding season, no less). The feeling of getting stronger and more powerful was addicting. Spring skiing was not in the cards for me.

Today was a fitting end to a lack luster season.

More Mellow

Eclipse Triple

No sense in burying the lead chronologically: When I got home, my partner asked me “how was the skiing?” I replied that it was better than staying home all day and watching YouTube. That sums up a day at Tenney; it honestly is better than than doing nothing.

I was just happy to be outside. I waited until temperatures reached double digit temperatures, which meant a late start. But not too late, as temperatures would eventually rise to near the freezing point. The mountain was quite active with at least a half dozen turn earners, plus some snowshoers, snowmobiles, families, and snow tubers.

Sweet William

The snow was a mix of wind blown soft pack and groomed. Did the owner groom a non-operating ski area again? It seemed like less flora was sticking up through the snow. I was not going to be skiing untracked, so the grooming did not bother me. I did not come for the snow conditions.

I made fast time to the summit and decided to ski the northern side of the mountain. Sunflower and Sweet William provide the most prolonged pitches at Tenney. I skied Sunflower and then skinned up Venus Fly Trap and hit Sweet William. Both trails have some identity, and thankfully lack the mishmash of never ending junctions characteristic of Tenney’s jumbled trail network. I finished the day off with a short hike to the top of the Triple.

I am probably all set with Tenney for a while.

Sweet William