When I woke up at 2 a.m., I decided I could afford another hour of snoozing. After all, my gear was packed for the upcoming day, so I figured I could spare another hour…
When I finally rolled out of bed, my first order of buisness was to pack the car, then get gas from the station across from my apartment. Sounds easy enough, but at 3:30am the gas attendant was in a deep sleep, so my brother Andy decided to honk the horn a couple of times. Poor guy launched up and out of his deep sleep, only for Andy to then decide we could drive on empty until we got across the border.
Three hours later we made our first point of Marblemount, and from there it was another hour on the Cascade River road to the start of the trip. Finally at the trailhead, we made a quick gear sort, and by 9 a.m., we were packed and ready to go.
A couple hours of walking on the fireroad brought us to snowline, then 1.5 hours of bushwacking had us back into skinning mode on the glacier. What’s a good summer ski trip without bushwacking right?
With a touch-and-go forecast, we were thankful Mt. Sahale allowed us our summit pitch with good visibility. The views and mountains of the North Cascades are spectacular, and always leave us wanting more. Somehow the memories of bushwacking and hardwork always fade and sure enough we will be back for more!
Eleven hours round trip, 6700 feet climbed… Yeehaw. All we needed was gear, running shoes, ski crampons, a good attitude and willing to suffer a bit for the honor of skiing corn. And on a side note: our trip marked Andy’s birthday, something of a tradition for us—climbing a peak and finding corn in the North Cascades.
Mike Traslin grew up skiing on the North Shore Mountains of British Columbia. Starting on plastic skis at the age of 3, his passion has remained steady ever since. Being Canadian, it was always ice hockey and skiing for Mike in the winter, but soon it turned into racing gates and then freestyle skiing. And once he discovered powder and backcountry skiing he was hooked, and never looked back.