Devils Lake at Night

Last Saturday, Dmitri and I went out to Devils Lake to spend the night in preparation for our South Sister summit attempt.  Click through the image above for the full panorama effect.

We setup our camp in the woods across the road from the trail head.  The main campground was already full and we didn’t feel like being around so many people anyway.

There was a creek just below our camp.

I don’t think anyone will be camping in the lake.

Dmitri drinking a beerski.

A 360 degree panorama from the top of a lava flow near Devils Lake.  Mount Bachelor is to the right of center with snow on the top.  The fading rays of light on the far left side of the photo are in the direction of Devils Lake.

 

Dmitri and me up on the lava flow.  I climbed up there wearing flipflops while Dmitri had proper shoes.  It’s impressive that I didn’t slice my feet open on those rocks.

 

My bivy sack setup.  The air was very dry at Devils Lake.  No condensation on the inside this time.  I used some sticks to prop up the tie-down ropes a bit.  That seemed to help, too.

 

 

Shredding the gnar at Bachelor with Jesi, Brent, and Felix

Over the weekend I turned off my mobile phone, abandoned email and social networking, and headed over the mountains to Bend with Jesi, Brent, and Felix for some hot snowboarding action.  Mount Bachelor was having an EPIC POW DAY when we hit the slopes.  Thanks to dancing to Team Banzai down at Cloud 9 with a few friends on St. Patrick’s Day, I had a free lift ticket for Bachelor.  It was pretty surreal to have so few people on the mountain on a weekend with such epic dumps.

 

Very few people riding the slopes or the lifts.  The first half of the day it snowed continuously.

In the afternoon we had a few bluebird patches.

Getting ready to shred down Canyon.

Jesi enjoying some sick gnar gnar.

 

 

The whole gang taking a break in the afternoon at Pine Martin Lodge.

 

 

As we stepped out of Pine Martin Lodge for a few last runs, the skies parted and we had a beautiful bluebird sky.  The top Outback Express was almost deserted but they were still turning the lifts on the northwest side of the mountain.

 

Looking down toward Ed’s Garden.

Suiting up and getting ready to drop into some epic gnar gnar for a bluebird run.

The man with the vision for Mount Bachelor.

 

 

 

Post-boarding, I had a touch of Shackelton about my face.

 

 

It was still snowing in Bend as we prepared to head back over the pass on Sunday.  What an epic shredding weekend.