Makeshift surgery
Pre-Dawn get go.
I finally have some pictures from the last hut trip. I brought along some slide film and apparently no one processes it anymore. I ended up getting it while I was down in Ft. Collins. Some old family friends still have a processing operation and when I was younger I did some work for them organizing slides.
Otherwise the hut trip was great, it snowed most of the way in, but not too much. I ended up going with John Widerman and the Priest family- Erin, Brenna and Garret. It was Erin's Christmas present from John and it turned into a great trip outside Aspen to the Harry Gates Hut, one of the 10th Mtn. Division huts.
I signed up late, but I did vaguely remember learning about the access code required to enter the cabin. But, I didn't think about mentioning this until we were within a quarter of a mile from the hut. When I brought the subject up I believe Widerman's words were, "You're fucking with me right!?"
Being locked out six miles into the backcountry wasn't great so everyone started looking for a way in. The backdoor felt like the lock would jimmy open, but before I could find a tool to work with Erin, not wanting a spoiled weekend, laid her boot into it knocking the wobbly lock undone.
Harry Gates was great especially since we were the only ones staying in the 16 bed accommodation.
We went touring the next day and trekked out the following morning.
2 comments:
Your pictures are looking good, Kev! I liked the story about you getting hit and knocked over by the ski. True photojournalist! give me a call in the near future. I have some good news! :)
I would hang your picture of the cabin in my house any day! That picture is almost dream like; a somehow more pristine portrayal of what is obviously reality, but looks like something we see in a dream we never want to end...something like that. Keep it up man!
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