4/30/2010 – Torrey’s Peak (14,267 ft) is the first 14er I ever had the opportunity to ski.  Jonny, Casey, and I got after it with a traditional alpine start, leaving Boulder in the middle of the night and starting on the trail at around 4:30am.  By the time we reached the base of the couloir – after miles of traversing slopes – Casey’s snowshoe laden feet were done, so Jonny and I headed up for one of the hardest ascents of our lives.  4 hours and 2,000 ft later Jonny and I summited Torrey’s.  After a summit photo (to prove it was bagged) I put away the camera, wanting to remember the descent only in my own memory.  Upon entering the gigantic chute, Jonny triggered a soft slab that propagated across the trough of the couloir and ran the entire length.  After that came the single greatest run of my (and I believe Jonny’s as well) entire life.  Dead Dog Couloir is something I will never forget.  Here is the summit shot – the only photo taken all day.