I took off on Friday morning with Todd and Morrissey to Silverton. Kristen stayed home to hold down the fort. She made it into Denver to visit her Aunt Penny and Sister Allison, but otherwise had a quiet weekend.
I survived the Silverton trip, and had a lot of fun in the process. I thought I was going to probably die only once. I was more than a little scared many times.
On our first run, we hiked up to near the top of the "Billboard", the strange structure on top of Silverton Mountain. We then proceeded to snowboard down one of the smaller chutes.

It was quite a first run, luckily it was by far the most difficult of the trip. The hiking was arduous, starting at 12,000 feet, and going up to about 12,750 feet.

The other option was to take the helicopter, but at $150 per run, it was a bit pricey for us, especially considering how poor the snow was.

There were quite a few runs that caused even the most experienced in our group to pause before dropping in. Not only was the slope exceedingly steep, there were often large rocky obstacles to avoid.

The three of us did have a lot of fun, and will probably make it back next year. It certainly has made resort boarding seem a lot more tame.