We ate a well-deserved lunch at the saddle between Meaden and the next peak, then did our first run through the trees and pristine meadow. The next run we climbed the same skin track then veered back uphill from the saddle until the slope was almost too steep to set a skin track on. We dug a pit, checked the conditions, stashed our skis in our packs and pushed on to the top. At the top, it was like being on top of the world. We were the on the tallest peak in the area at almost 11,000 feet and got an amazing 360 degree view of Wyoming, Steamboat and everything in between. Before we either froze or were blown off the mountain, we pulled our skis out and skied down some amazing steeps. Since I was teleing, every turn shot snow over my head, and by the bottom my quads were reminding me pretty forcefully that I no longer trained with a couple hundred squat jumps everyday. Despite the lactic acid solidifying in my legs, I had a perma smile the entire snowmobile ride out. Steeps are fun!
Read more of Lorin's adventures on her blog at lorinpaley.com