2-17-2018

Side-stepping out of a little depression, after crossing Aloha, a trap door suddenly sprang, dropping me in to my crotch, my ski dangling in space. I crawled out, and it looked ten feet deep, at least. I think it was a glide crack where the snowpack bent over the lip down to the lake? Then was drifted over perfectly by our last little dusting. Crazy. Never seen nothing like it. Then backing up to get a shot of it… I dropped into the crevasse again backwards! spasticly hurling myself across onto my side, to avoid going in. The camera got so jarred it jammed. Still laying there, I shut it down, rebooted and took this shot. Then I maneuvered out of the hole and back onto my feet, laughing but a bit shaken. Good thing I had skis on (as if I even could have got here without).