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

Ladders

Mount Washington

Mount Monroe

We should not imagine Sisyphus happy on his never ending journey up and down his ladder. Meaning is only an illusion. But yet, it is a critical part of our never ending ascent. Whether we actually believe that it is relevant or not relevant, meaning still seems to be of benefit to us (even if it is hollow).

Unknowing embrace of illusion is most peoples’ natural state. Knowingly embracing disillusions is the challenge of my adult life. Is it necessary that we fake ourselves into false beliefs? Belief itself is not important but rather it is the act of believing itself that seems to matter. Perhaps joyful irony can carry us forward?

Jacob's Ladder

Jacob's Ladder

Meaning is irrelevant. Instead of searching for it, what we need is to find a steady rung. Pause. Take it all in and be satisfied for a brief and calming moment. Allow the bewilderment to carry us up another rung; centering ourselves in momentary clarity amid the chaos.

Stepping up the ladder is necessary but vapid. Embracing this moment is joy. Content acceptance of the absurd should be rightly and mightily railed against. I shall never be satisfied pushing my rock up the mountain. But there is so much happiness to be found within that dissatisfaction.

Bretton Woods from Mount Washington

Cog Railway

Tuckerman Ravine: Because I Can’t Not

Tuckerman Ravine

My favorite posts on social media involve friends sharing their passions, particularly those of an artistic, outdoorsy, athletic, or adventurous nature. Kindred spirits exploring and engaging both the world around us and ourselves, each of us doing so in our own special way. None of us able to adequately describe what drives us. But the drive needs no explanation because we share it.

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Tuckerman Ravine: Because I Need To

Baby Sluice

One month ago, I did not think this would be possible. I gave up. Late season Tuckerman Ravine turns were not going to happen. But inspiration struck and I had a goal. One more ski day. July turns. Something I had not experienced since 2011 due to two back to back poor snow years. I started hiking to test my legs. And I discovered that despite poor health, fatigue, and locomotion issues, I was still very capable of hiking. I determined that I would not be denied.

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