Mark gave Dean and I a “lift” up Fleming Canyon to shorten our approach to Black Mt, west of Pine Creek, in the Big Hole Range. It’s 5 miles back in, “as the crow flies” and we ain’t crows, so we were thankful for the ride from Mark!
Still, there was lots of skinnin’ left to do as we worked west along the ridge that separates Fleming Canyon from West Pine Creek. We negotiated wind slabs, overhanging cornices, cornice crevasses, alpine ice 2, and 50 mph winds to reach the summit!
From the 8700′ summit, we dropped along two ribs that send down the east face of Black Mt and settled us into a sub drainage of West Pine creek 2000′ lower.
We opted to make an epic of it and skied out West Pine Creek, past the Girl’s Camp to the highway.
It was scenic but long and our feet groaned from the slog down. We had plenty of accommodating snow bridges to aid in the multiple creek crossings and we were pleasantly surprised that we didn’t have to do any brush-thrashing!
We hoped that a karmic-deprived soul would pick us up on the highway and deliver us to our car at the mouth of Fleming, but being that we appeared unsavory, we were destined to walk the entire way back!
Removing ski boots at the car never felt SO GOOD!
Dean and I are pleasantly fatigued after skinning and skiing two of our “Bucket List” objectives in the span of four days: first Baldy and now Black