Category Archives: X-country skiing

Ski Yellowstone …or Thereabouts

LWe spent all last Wednesday driving to West Yellowstone in the hopes of finding some serious snow as the glacier in our front yard retreated in 40 degree weather and the trails on Mt. Spokane seemed increasingly icy.

We were NOT disappointed in the West Yellowstone snow scene as viewed from our motel window.
Last summer we stayed at The Dude which is not open in winter.  Searching mainly by price and location, I chose the Stagecoach Inn. Reading the reviews I noticed that vegans and vegetarians were uncomfortable at the Stagecoach.  If you find taxidermy off putting it would be a problem.

Our first day of skiing was at the Rendezvous Ski Area.  (Sorry no pictures but the site links to a map and web cam.)  We were worried about cold as the wind chill was 10 degrees but we worked up a sweat especially during our afternoon ski when the sun came out.  The trail system is a series of loops with cut offs and links between.  We skied the Rendezvous loop in the morning and Deja View loop in the afternoon.  There were some views of the mountains and the hills and curves of the trails were fun but I wouldn’t call the course scenic unless you absolutely LOVE Lodgepole pine.  Day two we bought an Idaho Park n’ Ski pass.  It’s $ 7.50 for 3 days but we opted to do 3 skis in one day.  We did two loops along the Buffalo River. We didn’t see any other skiers but we  saw two moose who swam across the river in front of us.  Most beautiful was the panorama of the Tetons as we drove to our final ski Canyon Rim which was about an hour and a half southwest of  West Yellowstone.

No amazing wildlife sightings but a huge trailer pulled into the parking lot and two couples hopped out, hitched two beautiful horses to a wooden sleigh, and rode up

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Two-horse sled on Highway 47

Highway 47 which is closed from this point for winter.  It looked like fun!

The Dude saved our lives in July when we arrived in West Yellowstone without a reservation

Saturday morning we did a quick ski to the Madison River.  The trail started at our summer  refuge The Dude.  The shorter river loop was too narrow and icy for our mediocre skills so we skied a bit along the top of the river canyon.  We extended  our vacation a fourth night by heading to Missoula and taking our favorite walk along the Clark’s Fork river.  They seemed to be a bit short on snow in mountains around Missoula but we woke up to a dusting of new snow.  We drove to Lolo Pass where we skied in a full fledged snow storm so conditions were the opposite of our icy West Yellowstone ski. After an hour of breaking trail and finding a trail in the snowstorm at Lolo we headed back to Spokane.  Dennis won’t trade in his gray ski coat for red but he says he will let me buy him an orange fleece hat for photographic purposes.  It will be easier to follow him in heavy snow  too.

Dennis blazing a path on Lolo Pass

 

Trail Side Etiquette

Every year we go cross-country skiing on one of the winter 3 day weekends. Last year I observed trends in ski clothing. Fleece is OUT, wool is WAY OUT, and shiny, stretchy, astro-bright artificial fiber outfits are de rigueur cross-country wear, at least on Mt. Spokane.

Last weekend skiing the Lolo pass, which straddles the Idaho-Montana border I was aware that I was likely to make several woolly sightings. What surprised me was rude anarchist (devil may care) skiers. This is a sport where everyone shares two little tracks in the snow. If you are not skiing, you should step out of the track. I had to detour around several skiers addressing wardrobe malfunctions while stopped in the middle to the track. I might add I’m not generally skiing at some supersonic speed that you wouldn’t see me coming. The exception is when I’m going downhill. Then I snow plow out of control from side to side down the trail and you really don’t want to be in my way.

The “I’ve Never Seen this Before & Please NO MORE!” prize goes to a man with a puppy (numerous no dog signs posted) stopped in the middle of track, apparently changing his clothes. Looking back, after skiing around the guy, I commented to my husband that I had observed that the man was sporting Hanes gray cotton briefs identical to those I’d recently purchased for him. My husband felt I was paying way too much attention to other men’s underwear on Valentines, end of story.  PICTURE IS NOT LOLO PASS.  This is Patee Canyon on the outskirts of Missoula.  There is just barely enough snow to ski.