(Last Updated On: June 30, 2015)
After skiing Tweto the day be for, I rendezvoused with Natalie, who was up for joining Matt and I for another ski. This time our goal was Fletcher Mountain. However, a once promising forecast turned south on us as the day came closer. We woke up to clouds, and hoped that they would break as the day moved on.
We headed up Mayflower Gulch and enjoyed the scenes from the Boston Mine Camp.
Instead of lifting, thought, the clouds just socked in more.
This was one of the last views of the mountain we had for a while….
Shortly after the previous photo was taken, we found ourselves engulfed in clouds. Surrounded by fog, we couldn’t tell up from down. We were worried about climbing up the peak, let alone skiing down it. It was probably time to make a change.
I proposed heading over toward Atlantic Peak which harbored some couloirs which could provide some visibility for us, shown at the far left in the photo above. We all agreed that the weather was not optimal for skiing Fletcher, and perhaps that Atlantic was a better choice.
To Atlantic Peak we went.
Me climbing. The weather wanted to suck the motivation out of me, but I resisted by breaking trail.
Wait, is that the sun trying to peek through?
You know it’s been a rough spring when you start taking pictures of the sun 😉
Almost there! Matt and Natalie:
We met the clouds again on the ridge.
We were a couple hundred feet short of the summit. But, since all three of us had summited Atlantic Peak via the eastern side, we opted not to pursue the rather sporty climb to the top. Skiing seemed like a better option:)
By the time we reached the bottom, the clouds had lifted just a bit, so we could get one last view of Atlantic Peak. The summit is out of sight and not where you’d expect it to be from this viewpoint.
After that, we slid our way out of Mayflower Gulch and back to our cars, happy that we made the most of a low-visibility day!
Our crampons of choice, the CAMP XLC 390!