sixstringsteve
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Friday night, Jan 12th.
Frieed and I decided that we were sick of sitting around on the weekends, so we ventured out to the swell on Friday night. The roads were pretty snowy going over the canyon, so we took it easy. We rolled through Moore and headed towards I-70. We found the turnoff for our campsite (Sid and Charley rock formations) and started through the snow. It was a blast driving to the campsite. The snow was about a foot deep in most places, and up to two feet every now and then. We could barely tell where the road was. It was interesting because the snow makes everything look level, even when it isn't.
We rolled in to camp around 1:00 AM. We were so anxious to get in our warm sleeping bags that we decided to forgo the fire and go straight to bed. Sorry, no pictures of that part, we were too busy getting warm. I slept in my new bivy, rockwell in my REI tent, and Frieed in his JK. There was a nice gentle breeze the entire night to keep things interesting.
About 4 AM I shifted my weight around in my bivy, which showered me with ice crystals. Apparently my Gore-TEX bivy isn't as breathable as they claim. Even with the foot vent open, I was getting a lot of condensation. Granted, the temps were below zero, and I tend to breathe when I sleep, so I expected a bit of condensation. I was warm, and it did a great job sheltering me from the weather, but it had so much ice in it, and on my sleeping bag, that I was worried I'd be shivering at 7 AM. So I climbed into the tacoma, started her up, and got the heater going in a few minutes. Then I dozed off for the rest of the night without any issues.
Saturday, Jan 13th.
When I awoke the sun was shining bright. Everyone slept well and warm, despite the temperature.
That's officially the coldest weather I've ever slept in. Friday night was cold, but Saturday morning was even colder.
The breeze was a little stronger now, and once again, we opted to skip the fire and get on our way. After a quick breakfast we packed up and headed out. We weren't sure which part of the swell we wanted to explore. We were initially going to go to Rod's Valley to see the Lucky Strike Mine, but I had never been to the Copper Globe Mine before and my fellow crew members were happy to explore anywhere. We ended up making the right decision.
Frieed and I decided that we were sick of sitting around on the weekends, so we ventured out to the swell on Friday night. The roads were pretty snowy going over the canyon, so we took it easy. We rolled through Moore and headed towards I-70. We found the turnoff for our campsite (Sid and Charley rock formations) and started through the snow. It was a blast driving to the campsite. The snow was about a foot deep in most places, and up to two feet every now and then. We could barely tell where the road was. It was interesting because the snow makes everything look level, even when it isn't.
We rolled in to camp around 1:00 AM. We were so anxious to get in our warm sleeping bags that we decided to forgo the fire and go straight to bed. Sorry, no pictures of that part, we were too busy getting warm. I slept in my new bivy, rockwell in my REI tent, and Frieed in his JK. There was a nice gentle breeze the entire night to keep things interesting.
About 4 AM I shifted my weight around in my bivy, which showered me with ice crystals. Apparently my Gore-TEX bivy isn't as breathable as they claim. Even with the foot vent open, I was getting a lot of condensation. Granted, the temps were below zero, and I tend to breathe when I sleep, so I expected a bit of condensation. I was warm, and it did a great job sheltering me from the weather, but it had so much ice in it, and on my sleeping bag, that I was worried I'd be shivering at 7 AM. So I climbed into the tacoma, started her up, and got the heater going in a few minutes. Then I dozed off for the rest of the night without any issues.
Saturday, Jan 13th.
When I awoke the sun was shining bright. Everyone slept well and warm, despite the temperature.
That's officially the coldest weather I've ever slept in. Friday night was cold, but Saturday morning was even colder.
The breeze was a little stronger now, and once again, we opted to skip the fire and get on our way. After a quick breakfast we packed up and headed out. We weren't sure which part of the swell we wanted to explore. We were initially going to go to Rod's Valley to see the Lucky Strike Mine, but I had never been to the Copper Globe Mine before and my fellow crew members were happy to explore anywhere. We ended up making the right decision.
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