We hiked up Neffs Canyon and took a right up Neffs Canyon
North's Fork. We decided to go up a huge steep snow chute.
At the top I thought it might be safer to just go down the
other side instead of the way we came up. I started edging
across the snow, and then the snow gave out. I began sliding
in a tripod stance (one hand two feet). Once I curved around
the corner I saw that I was headed for a cliff edge, I was
going very fast and couldn't stop. I spun around and tried
to self arest at the last second, hit a small section of exposed
rock and came to a stop with my feet half a foot away from
the edge of a 30 foot drop into another talus, I don't know
what would have happened if I didn't stop right there.
Mother nature was in control of this one, I was just lucky.
I slowly climbed back up and we all nervously hiked down the steep slippery chute. I think I'll take a break from hairy hikes like this one.
May 4, 2001