Because we're always climbing upwards, the trees will break and give a glimpse of the tops of the peaks we are slowly walking towards.
When you hit about 5,000ft the trees change from pines and firs to alpine larch trees. The first time I saw larch trees I thought they were dead. For those that have never seen a larch tree they lose their needles so they look like dead Christmas trees. In the fall the larch trees turn bright yellow.
Once you break the treeline the number of riding options can be overwhelming.
Sometimes you can get lucky and find icicle photon guns. These are very, very rare and should be handled with caution.
Once at the top you can always count on a great view. Craggy peaks...
6000 vertical feet of powder...
2000 vertical feet of fresh corn...
The Early Winter Spires...
...and maybe a golden wolf.
The ride down is even better than views. If you're lucky you might get powder in late May.
...and more pillows...
...and wind lips to slash...
...did I mention high speed powder turns?
These days bring lots of smiles.
And then you have to ride through the tight trees at the bottom which will sometimes make a smile go away.
Once out of the tight trees all that I ever remember is the views on the way up and the great terrain on the ride down. I love the North Cascades. They make a great testing ground for new gear.
