Grandaddy Couloir on Bow Peak
Temple was a monster of a day, effort wise, with a lot of trail breaking. During the research phase of this trip the Grandaddy Couloir stood out as a must do because of its asthetic nature, but also the fact that it should be a relatively short day. The obvious next step after the Cobra was to do something shorter, so mike and i found ourselves driving up the icefields parkway towards Bow peak with a casual late morning start.
Bow peak looks a lot like what we have here in Utah in the Wasatch and Uintas, where we have large quartzite cliffs split by couloirs. Grandaddy, though, has two spires directly in the middle of the chute down low and at the top, which made the setting all the more stunning. Starting out from the mosquito creek campground/trailhead i found that i had forgotten my skins at the Fireloge (our airbnb, a pretty sweet place), luckily i did have my verts so we went for it anyway. I tried some ski straps in place of skins but they were terrible, i switched over to some branches as a next go, which worked for a bit, but obviously skins work amazingly, much better than everything else, and i got frustrated after a few hundred feet of inconsistant grip so i switched to verting and marched on.
The Chute itself is incut into a large set of horizontal cliffbands and is stiking and ovbious from the highway (once again, more classic than the Aemmer? i think so...). It had been a few days since the last snowfall and we saw a few tracks on the apron indicating that others had skied the chute, but we were confident we would still find some good snow to ski. Sure enough, crossing into the shade and starting up the chute we found edgeable snow and continued up. With our late start, some of the walls were definitely shedding which was a bit of a concern, but we booted to the top of the chute relatively quickly. We didnt truely top out due to another monster cornice (this cornice had cornices...) blocking the saddle. The very top of this line was narrow and quite steep, once again in the 50 degree range which definitely keeps you engaged. Mike took the line first and skied all the way out to the apron. I went second and found manageable conditions in another amazing setting. Defnitely a line worth coming back to, and probaably one of the lines that we hit that gets skied quite a bit for obvious reasons.
Narao Chutes- Narao Left and Birth Canal
Driving through Yoho national Park to lake Louise, Mt temple, and now mountain the chutes on Narao peak could call to me, two long chutes coming off either side of Narao peak set amongst some sweeping cliffs. After Granddaddy we went over to Revelstoke for a resort day, then took a day to rest, and finally had a day bailing off the seven steps traverse again, this time aiming for Forever young but bailing due to socked in conditions. Another clear day came up and Mike and I decided Narao was at the top of the list of objectives, so we set of, early this time, to try and ride both chutes.
Narao shoulder is also a popular run in itself, and was one of the zones I looked to ride when I was in Calgary for a few weeks solo for work, so I figured the terrain would be relatively simple. It turns out, it is simple if you stay pretty far right, farther than I thought. The left side of the shoulder is riddled with cliff bands to navigate that made things interesting...
Turning the corner on Narao Shoulder (you go up the shoulder because the main watercourse is a several hundred foot tall cliff, if only we were here to ice climb as well this would have been an amazing multi sport objective) coming into the Narao basin was striking, once again, large sweeping cliffs all around split by a few laser straight couloirs including the Pope couloir, an objective for another trip, and the Narao couloirs that we were gunning for.
Ascending the basin, we saw a party's tracks from the day before. They had gone up popes peak and had triggered a sizable wind slab on the way down, definitely something to be concerned about. Much of the East facing cliff side was also shedding so Mike and I opted for a cautious approach, keeping open the option to bail at any time. After transitioning to booting at the base of the couloirs, I went up to peak into the birth canal, it looked like it went, as it was white the whole way up, so the chock stone that makes the birth canal feature must have been buried! For efficiency sake, and because we were not certain that Narao left went clean, we booted up the left thinking we would right right (the birth canal) and reuse the booter to ski left.
Narao left is definitely an understated line, with everything that makes a great and aesthetic ski line but with a cliff choke that is barely navigable half way up. Booting up the top was a wallow at Best, easily 55 degrees and deep blower powder made it hard to progress. Here in the Wasatch a line like this would be a covered prize and would be much talked about, but when you have peaks as far as the eye can see on every direction, the guidebook just called it "a good ski line". After topping out and getting blasted in the wind, Mike and I navigated the wind swept ridge to the birth canal, which looked just as good, if easier (only about 40 degrees) than left. Mike dropped in and we leapfrogged down hugging safe zones where we could. Then I hear Mike call up on the radio that he is concerned the line might not go. Sure enough, I skied down to the choke, where the birth canal should be that we thought was covered. Well, it was covered, but it remained a 30 foot snow covered cliff with a zero-margin-for-error straightline landing. We didn't have a rope, not that there was anything to anchor off of. Bummer... We would have to maximize the work now and needed to reascend to ski out (Mike was on the she of bailing after the first chute, time to suck it up Mike!)
After another hour and a half or so wallowing back up (luckily, between the two of us on the way down, we scraped off some of the blower so going back up was a bit easier than going up left) we were back on the Narao Ridgeline and summiting. At this point, Lindsay was off the grid so I updated our emergency contacts that we would be later than expected, and we dropped in Narao left.
It's really hard to choose a favorite line on this trip, but it would have to be between Narao left and the Cobra. Narao left was excellent blower pow up to the choke. I sent it first thru the deeply runneled choke, almost kicking steps into the walls of the runnel, but managed to get thru relatively easily. Mike, being on a single edge, was a bit more concerned but he managed as well, and before we knew it we were back on the apron looking up at the lines we had just skied. The trek out went easily with some sun even peaking out to give some alpen glow as we came back around the shoulder. The difficulty of spring skiing soon hit, and although the upper peak was lovely soft power, the shoulder had been baking and was isothermal mank. Luckily the shoulder is relatively fall line with a little bit of compact road skiing at the bottom, so getting out was fine.
This would turn out to be our last major day of the trip. The following day we tried one last trip in the Rogers Pass/Glacier NP Zone, but our first attempt to go up to the Bonney Glacier zone ended with us turning around due to too little snow to get out of the creekbed, so we skied some manky snow back on Cheops going through the Hourglass to get some steps in before the long drive back to SLC. I cant wait to get back to the area and hope to one day be able to live up there. One can dream!