So after the storm that came in we were itching to get some turns. It was almost a full moon so we decided to hike up Peruvian Gulch at the bird. It was me, my dad and Jake. We started hiking around 9 pm. The bottom half of the mountain had a pretty good crust on it from being sunbaked earlier in the day. We got just below the bottom of upper silver fox in the big flat and Jake was feeling the altitude pretty good. Don't think he has acclimated from Florida yet. I chilled with Jake at the flat and my dad pushed a bit further. The snow got really deep fast and he was not able to summit. We ended up getting some pretty sick turns though til we hit the lower part of the mountain. The crust grabbed onto our boards and wouldn't let us go. By the time it was all said and done it was 2:30 am. Jake blew chunks in the park n ride parking lot. I was looped out of my head pretty good from being so tired. If we would have been pulled over they would have most likely thrown me in jail. It was a rad night for sure.
