Pal gets a whole day off, cantering around us with a mouth full of grass like a young colt the next day, teasing Donny and Nora who we ride with ski boots draped around their necks and skis balanced across their saddles. Donny moves gracefully through the sparse forest, wading through small creeks and then up hills sprinkled with wildflowers.
It’s a short ride to a beautiful mountain bowl dotted with small lakes and perfect meadows for the horses. We leave them grazing in the sun and from there it’s only a 15min hike to reach the snowline.
We ski tour up perfect granular corn snow for 400 vertical meters, boot packing the last steep section. The three horses are tiny peaceful dots far below, as we stand on the 2400m Mt.Lucille summit, surrounded by rocky peaks and numerous possible ski lines even though it’s mid-July. “We are going to have to make this new sport a regular thing” Ryan says grinning, as we bask in the hot sun and prepare for a beautiful 900m ski descent.