I had one of those rare windows with a free place to stay, an understanding wife, and
a couple of skiers who actually like skiing steep lines with me, so I took it.
Here are some photos from Jackson Hole and Grand Targhee skiing with my buddy Kevin
Here's character number 1 - Mr Kevin B as we wait in line for the tram on day 1. His buddy has
a time share in the town of Jackson that he wasn't using and offered it to Kevin.
While I think this sign is a bit pretentious, to be fair, the terrain here is pretty ridiculous with
cliffs coming off blue runs, and just generally a lot of steep lines that you have to have your wits
I encouraged Kevin to hike for some turns on the Headwall on JHMR. It was more than a little windy
on this day and visibility wasn't incredible, but it was a neat spot to ski. Kevin learned how to
tie his skis to a backpack as apparently his old-man back couldn't just carry them like a real man.
We were having a beer at the end of day 1 and I looked down and my ski boot had ripped itself apart.
Thanks to the good folks at Skinny Skis in Jackson, I was back up and running for $10 worth of hardware.
I found us a local bar to watch the Bruins game and yes, this loser had to have a T-shirt, jacket and
toque to give his team the luck they needed to win. We wound up having quite an interesting visit to
Eleanor's bar and met a 'magician' who drank his body weight in tequila and showed us a few tricks,
most notably the cocktail napkin number guessing game from 1-50.
Data from day 1 (8406m vertical) at Jackson Hole Mountain Resort is HERE
We elected to take a tour to Grand Targhee for day 2. It's MUCH more my pace in terms of being lower-key,
less people, less money, and just a good vibe. We started with a wicked breakfast at the pub in Driggs, ID
of huevos rancheros to ensure we had energy for a good day. I again convinced Kevin to go for a walk at the
top of the Sacajawea chair, again with a crazy wind whipping us.
The top of Peaked mountain was our target at 9830 feet and we had a partial view to Mary's Nipple, which is
in bounds but we couldn't see much of it, so decided to just walk a bit on the 'cat track' area for a bit of
better snow. It was only about ~800 feet but Kevin dogged me for the day for 'an hour of walking'.
Kevin skiing down the mostly breakable crust near the lifts
So it turns out that Kevin has zero sense of direction as we parked in the Narwhal lot, talked about
narwhals when we parked and Kevin still had to hit his panic button on his rental car to find his car.
Yeah, so not exactly Magellan.
Data from day 2 (~8000m vertical) at Grand Targhee is HERE
After picking up Luca the night before at the airport we had a great dinner at the Silver Dollar Bar. The
next day dawned a big blue sky and we decided to head back to Jackson Hole for the day. Here's the crushed
sardines feeling of the tram in the morning as we got first tracks.
Luca and Kevin with Grand Teton visible behind them.
Yours truly with Grand Teton and a much-less-cool panoramic panel than mine at home.
We had to pop over and have a look at how Corbett's Couloir looked.
Without the mandatory ~20 foot drop in, this was much more doable than the last time I did this.
However, in the back of my mind, all I could hear was my wife working me over for broken bones.
So, needless to say, we backed off.
Kevin crept forward to look down the drop. I caught him (in the red boots) backing up.
Luca enjoying a beautiful sunny day at Jackson Hole.