McCallum Creek

In January Jeff and I took advantage of a three day weekend to head down to the McCallum creek area, which is towards the bottom of the Delta range. We weren't able to find too much great skiing (mostly because we were looking in the wrong spot), but we got a couple good turns in, enjoyed some great views, and did a lot of scouting for out next trip down there.

Mountains on the ski in.

Me kicking it to our camping spot. When we crested this little ridge we were met by about 50 caribou, who promptly ran off, not to be seen again for the rest of the trip.

Mountains off to our east.

The first day out we climbed about 2/3 of the way up this peak and skied down. A bunch of it was tore up by caribou, but there was some decent snow to be found.

Chilling out at the campsite. We got a little snow the first night that we were out.

The moon over our campsite.

Jeff rocking down a ridge. Little did we know that just out of sight that ridge would end in a cliff, so we ended up having to climb back up to where this photo was taken from.

In the tent. After a day of climbing around looking for skiing spots, and finding few, we collapsed into the tent, eschewing hot food for granola and sandwiches.

Dawn breaking on the mountains.

And again.

Sunrise (or maybe it's sunset...I'm not for sure) coming up over the hills.

Tracks set against the sun.