From the top of the ridge, just prior to dropping down the backside, you can see Mt Rose Ski resort and Hwy 431.
Skippy is eagerly waiting for me to finish my uphill to downhill transition. I call it skiing, Skippy simple refers to it as running.
A shot towards the south of a large dead tree. I think that Tamarack Peak is that direction.
The final picture, is our run back to the car. This east facing slope was the GNAR. It had warmed up and sluffed, then refroze. It was some of the hardest skiing terrain I have ever encountered.