I got snowed and blown in and had to stay another night in Silverton, the wind were howling and it snowed until late in the night. But as everybody know there is still good skiing to be had in the woods - everybody except for my friend John who though it was a very dumb idea to hit the mountain in the snowy afternoon. But he was easily convinced to come along when I called him east coaster and we went for a hike on the nearby mountain Kendell, that you can walk to directly from the hostel. We started a little late, as it turned out, and had to ski down in the dark after 5.5 hours of solid hiking in the fresh snow. I slept good that night.
|John bootpacking through the powder snow on Kendell mountain|
|Late night face shots...|
|Our own gold miner, and preacher|
|Silverton main street the next day, nothing wrong with the view|
|On my way to Telluride, hard not to stop and take pictures everywhere|
|Icy road and my eyes on the mountains...|
|Sunny powder day in Telluride later the same day|