I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.
yea, so today kinda blew monkey balls. took a few runs, it was good, nice corn snow, sunny, so we hiked up and took this line down skiers right, not too far right, but apparently far enough (our first mistake). we ended up in this creak bed and just said fuck it and kept going down (second mistake). when the snow stopped we walked out a a little bit to this cliff, saw grouse on the other side of the valley and no way down to the valley... about an 8 hour hike later (almost all of it at night in the fog) we finally got back to the ski hill.
Jesus doesn't live here.