The brilliance of Mt. Rainier on a bluebird day can't be overstated. The first glance of the peak as you wind up to paradise is shocking - it blinds you and the contrast between the white mountain and the blue sky is just dazzling. John, Aaron and I left a foggy Seattle and were welcomed at paradise with 40 degree temps and great snow. We skinned to Muir in about 3.5 hours with John leading the charge with a wicked pace. The awe lessened a bit when he dropped his ski at the top and it shot down the snowfield a few hundred yards. Luckily it stopped an he just had to one-ski it down a ways.
We hit the Nisqually Chutes and it was perfect corn. Top photo is John on skiers right of the main chute. Bottom photo shows the chute from the approach to Pan Point. Skiied all the way to the bridge where a few cold ones were waiting for us. Fantastic day!
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