Somehow, we had the bright idea to ski the east face of Flattop for a romantic Valentine’s Day experience. You know, just us, some horribly wind-hammered sastrugi, and ski boots that weighed more than solid lead dragging us down. Too tired now to write a full trip report, so suffice it to say that it was a learning experience.
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