Super early in the season, we were hunting for some tracks in Kananaskis Country. Only one storm had come and gone, not leaving much snow or a snow pack in general.
We found a face to go up, I wasn't feeling it though. It sat in the sun all day(so it was super sunbaked), and we weren't 100% on what the snow would be like, or an exit strategy.
Group vote, I was the only one not really into it, so we went any ways and just enjoyed ourselves.
Skinned for about 20 minutes, then had to hike up a steep drainage bank, then continued skinning for a bit through the forest, then continued with skis on back for the rest of the hike up the ridge.
Had lunch, and then assessed where we'll drop in and ski out.
Come time to drop in, my room mate went first at the top of the bowl, and began skiing down. I continued more towards the middle of the bowl since there was a nice shoulder to ski on.
Then things began to become obvious we failed on communication and making sure the other members of the party know the basics of skiing in the BC. After my room mate dropped in, another guy went in right after him. I was on my shoulder enjoying my turns only to look over and see the whole snow pack (that one storm, about 8 inches of snow to ground,) had began sliding behind them. As I notice this, I turn behind me only to see I did the same to myself. Both our sluff slides took us out, and we went for a little rollercoaster ride. By the time we stopped, we had only gone about 50 feet, and just began laughing at our own stupidity.
Nobody was hurt, nobody was buried, we were all able to just stand up and keep skiing.
I have all these events caught on my POV camera if anyone is interested in seeing it.
After a few laughs, and we regroup, we begin hiking out our planned exit drainage that would allegedly lead us to the road again.
I lead the pack, and we headed down.
The drainage became tight with bushes and trees, so I went ahead to scope out the trail. I found out that it was just a massive 100' cliff we were on, and that we had to go back up and around to get out. So we turned around, headed up cliffside, and climbed down the smallest part of the cliff and started our steep, slippery hike down the hillside underneath the cliff. We all staggered out, since all of us slipped out at one point or another.
Got the the bottom, and just hiked out along the flats back to the road.
Pretty fun time for the most part of it, we never let anything that happened bring the groups moral down. Talked to the group after and we all went over what we did wrong.
Friend hiking down the hillside with the cliff I was on top of in the background
Morning picture of our destination. Middle area is what we skied (lookers left to be more specific), and the planned drainage route home below it.