As April came and went without getting a tour in, I was itching to get into the mountains and ski something big. I reached out to Eric to see if he’d be down. At first he told me he was busy on Sunday, then I sent him this picture:
Needless to say, Eric was in.
As one drives South on Highway 9 towards Silverthorne, “What Big Eyes You Have” Couloir can be seen clearly. However, this mega line is hidden from view from the hordes driving I-70 to the ski resorts. But still, it lurks behind East East Red Peak, waiting for someone to ski its steep, 1800′ vertical feet.
Eric and I met at the T-Rex lot west of Denver bright and early and were on the Willowcreek trail by 6am. Our spirits were high, the weather was great and we were hoping for a successful day. As we hit the trail we meandered south into the woods west of SIlverthorne. We traveled south for a little over a mile when the trail we were on suddenly came to a “T” with the Mesa-Cortina Trail that runs north and south along the eastern flank of Buffalo Mountain. We realized that were were going the wrong way. Spirits still high, we decided to take the trail north towards Red Peak’s Southern face. Before long, we realized the Mesa-Cortina trail was not going to get us to our objective. Eric and I talked for a bit and decided to cut through the trees and make a direct approach to the South Facing Bowl of Red Peak. We knew if we could gain this bowl, our couloir would be on the other side.
As we cut into the trees we were forced to travel up and over several ridge-lines. We quickly realized that the southern aspects were completely melted out, while the north-facing slopes were covered in snow. This would lead to some issues on our hike out but for now allowed us to descend easily into the valley between Buffalo and Red, and gain the long shoulder that extends east off of East East Red’s Flank. We picked up this shoulder and we knew this was our escalator to the Catcher’s Mitt of Red Peak.
Soon we picked up a skin track, and followed it all the way up this steady ramp. The snow on the ramp was heavy and sticky. After some time I was getting some serious clumping on my skins. In an attempt to knock the snow off of my skins I hit my ski with my pole, only to have my pole completely snap in half! We tried to duct tape it together to no avail. Alas, I decided to press on with one usable pole. After over and hour of hard skinning, we finally crested tree-line, and the Catcher’s Mitt came into view.
From here our route was quite clear: Ascend the bowl, and drop into Big Eyes on the backside. The weather was absolutely perfect, bright sun but not too warm. A gentle breeze was keeping the snow firm. Knowing our couloir was north-facing, Eric and I knew we were in no rush to get there and took our time.
After some more skinning and switch-backing up the face we eventually gained the ridge. From here it was a short hike up to the summit where we were treated to some spectacular views of the surrounding Gore Range.
As Eric and I began the downclimb into the Couloir, we were buffeted by some strong winds being funneled through the saddle above the couloir. These winds made the downclimb somewhat tricky, but we were staring into the couloir in no time, ready to make some turns.
What Big Eyes You Have it steep. About 45 degrees sustained through most of the couloir. It is also deeply inset and narrow, making it one of the more incredible descents I’ve ever made. Eric and I took turns making our way down the massive line. There were some cool terrain features in this line, including some cliffy drops, ramps, and two cruxes which were negotiated easily due to the high snowpack we’ve seen this year.
It was over almost too quickly, and before long were were 2000 feet from the top, where the temps were much warmer, and high-fives abounded.
Eric and I were both elated, despite getting lost and equipment issues, we had made it, and it was all worth it.
Still, the hike out was definitely a challenge. We had no trail to follow after losing some ski tracks and were forced to navigate up, over, through and around the various branches that make up Willow Creek. After following the north branch for some time, we eventually ascended and descended into the middle branch valley, and then into the south branch. After much clicking in, out, climbing, skinning and even some marsh hopping we finally picked up our original trail. From there it was a short jaunt back to the car where we enjoyed a beer and celebrated another awesome day in the mountains.
Overall, this was a great day, and a line I’ve been after for some time. “What Big Eyes You Have” did not disappoint.
Until next time, keep rippin’!