Tuckerbrook: Changes

Not much snow was expected during the holiday weekend. Cannon received half a foot during the past 48 hours. So, I opted for a tour up Tuckerbrook instead of visiting a busy ski area.

Highway traffic heading north was considerable. I was satisfied with my decision. My car was the fourth in the lot. By the time I returned, the lot would be full and cars would be parked down the road. Dozens of people were uphilling Tuckerbrook as I was descending.

Conditions down low were worse than expected with only an inch or two of fresh snow along the edges of the trail. The snow must have been localized and elevation dependent, as conditions didn’t get better until nearing the troll bridge (which still has yet to completely fill in).

Another pair of uphillers asked if was going to continue to the top of the Taft. I jokingly responded “sure, what are they going to do, kick us off the mountain?” Famous last words.

When we were all transitioning for the downhill, I was surprised to see ski patrol hiking up the saddle. Patrol asked where we came from and if we knew that the saddle was closed.

He was very nice and I don’t begrudge the messenger. But he made it known that we should not skin past the Tuckerbrook trail onto Cannon property.

Things have changed a lot at Cannon during the last dozen or so years. Management no longer values its loyal skier base. Die hard Cannon skiers quietly doing there thing and not making trouble are no longer appreciated.

I know mountains have liability concerns and fear law suits. But we are talking about skinning a hundred vertical feet from the top of Tuckerbrook to the top of Mount Jackson.

We weren’t skinning on Cannon proper. We were skinning the classic Tuckerbrook Ski Trail, just as it has been skied for over ninety years. Which is apparently no longer allowed.

The land swap was the worst thing that ever happened at Cannon. Things have gone downhill ever since.

Tuckerbrook

Due to being on call for work, I needed to stay close to home. I opted for an early skin and ski of Tuckerbrook.

It was disappointing not going to Jay (given their exceptional snowfall numbers during the past week). But Jay didn’t receive any more overnight snowfall than Cannon, so I was not missing much.

Below the nordic junction, the trail is still quite thin. Occasional rock is still exposed. But above the junction, the trail is well covered (especially the upper half).

Tuckerbrook is filled in but not that deep. Occasional tree tops are still poking through the snow. The troll bridge has many rocky topographical hurdles. The L&L pitch is still lacking base and is absolutely not recommended.

Overall, it was a pleasant skin and ski.

Discretion

Coverage was excellent for early December (better than last year around the same time). Skinning and skiing the 13-turns was probably ill-advised, given the lack of base consolidation. But I knew what I was in for by continuing up the troll bridge.

I almost made it to the Taft Trail. But I decided to turn around near the top of the 13-turns when spruce trap risk became apparent. Risk of a catastrophic trap was low. But when skiing solo, discretion is often the better part of adventure.

Iterate

With each successive iteration, the process becomes easier while maintaining resilience becomes less so. Excitement and novelty no longer generate inspiration. Routine and process provide the fuel; diesel instead of dynamite.

Each successive run improved upon the last. Avalanche, Paulie’s, Zoomer. A half-foot of supportive fluff was layered upon a half-foot of condensed base. Totally rippable, if not for the waterbars.

The turns were like the perfectly filled pillow, soft and supportive, holding you up when needed, but still letting you sink in when drifting into dreamland.

Tenney: New Boot Shakedown

Tenney Summit

After over a dozen years of suffering from sixth toe pain in my Garmont Radiums, I decided it was time to pull the trigger on a new pair of touring boots. At 60% off list price, the previous season closeout was too good of a deal to pass up. No amount of adjustments could relieve my fit issues in the Garmonts.

I bought the Radiums when there were only two “tech-touring-beef-boot” manufacturers. My feet did not fit either Scarpa or Garmont, but the Garmont was less painful. Such was life before tech touring boots took over the industry in recent years.

I took my new K2 Dispatch Pro boots to the local bump for a shakedown. Uphill and downhill comfort was much improved, ski control was significantly better, and I was not crying in pain after a single run.

I skinned up for a second run as the sun was starting to set, which given the unseasonably warm temperatures, meant that the snow was about to become lunar. In some places, it already was.

The boots still need some fine-tuning but I am satisfied with the upgrade at a value price. Tenney was a snozefest like always.