Tag: new zealand
Film – Skiing lines on Aoraki, Mt Cook, NZ
A short film of Ross Hewitt and Dave Searle skiing lines on Aoraki Mount Cook 2019 including a new line on the Caroline Face, a descent of the East Face in deep powder and the second descent of the Bowie Couloir after Andreas Fransson and Magnus Kastengren’s descent in 2012.
In the words of Sam Smoothy ‘sometimes New Zealand can be a cold hearted mistress.’ She was certainly giving us the ultimate in cold shoulder treatment as day after day the South Island got battered by storm force winds as much as 75 mm of precip. The Wyn Irwin hut near Mount Cook village provided us with friendly and cosy refuge. Amongst the temporary residents were the guardian Cam Mulvey, Laura from the DOC Kia Preservation Project, Aussie Tim who was on the Plateau hut build team, Eifel from Singapore and Beau Fredlund from Yellowstone and endless banter passed the time and kept spirits high. It was a chance to adjust to the 12 hour time change, clear the mind and focus on what lay ahead, and do some trail running surrounded by the lakes and glaciers of the rugged Hooker valley.
Back in June Smoothy and myself had started talking about collaborating on some ski projects in the Southern Alps but a dry August had me holding back from buying a airline ticket. Finally in September the snow came and when I saw some activity in the mountains I pressed the button on a ticket. After beating around the bush for a while swapping messages we got to the point and started discussing a new line on the 1400 m Caroline Face. This had seen its first descent in 2017 by Grant, Mosetti and Briggs, a trip I had to pull out of at the last moment due to herniating the lowest disc in my spine onto the sciatic nerve root. A big glaciated face like this changes from season to season and when the door on one line closes others may open. To put it in context the West Face of Mont Blanc is similar in size and holds 4 independent ski routes which are rarely all in condition simultaneously. Since skiing 1000 m + faces is in powder is my thing, I still had an interest in the Caroline Face and the opportunities it holds for skiers. That said it pays to be careful who you speak to outside of the steep skiing fraternity as it makes the uninitiated uncomfortable as their pulse quickens, the blood drains from their face and they stare at your through glazed over eyes as if you are crazy. Its just a question of what you are used to and my last runs in my backyard where Couturier, Mallory and the ultra tech steep and exposed Aiguille du Plan North Face. In Chamonix anything is possible but in NZ you need one day when you won’t be ripped off the mountain by then wind catching the skis on your pack. Doesn’t sound like too much to ask right?
I was all set to fly solo, relishing the chance to do my own thing after a busy guiding summer. So it was a surprise bonus when Dave Searle asked what I was up to and bought a ticket too.
The breaks in the weather were small this spring, mainly too short to make a valley approach and ski the next day and It seemed unlikely there would be sufficiently weather window to make it worthwhile for local Smoothy to hook up. So when we saw a tiny couple hour window we jumped at the opportunity to fly into Plateau hut and get amongst the skiing. We landed there in -20C and bottomless powder that was going to make getting up anything a challenge. Here’s what we got up to.
Ski Bums – The Photo Album
For me the last few years have been completely dedicated to skiing, following the snow around the globe in the eternal hunt for powder as the seasons change and clocking up close to 200 days a year. This search has taken me to Patagonia, Chile, Japan, Norway, New Zealand and included 2 major exploratory expeditions to Baffin Island. This has been a phenomenal experience, meeting and making many close friends who share the same obsession and also clocking up 36 first descents in the process. Glen Plake said ‘skiings a life sentence’ and those smooth weightless turns as you float down a mountain amongst a sea of slough is something most of us can’t get enough of. Its always been interesting to see how the rest of the World rank the Brits pretty far down the skiing ratings and since we aren’t an alpine nation its not surprising. Without a heritage of producing big mountain skiers it means that opportunities for funding ski trips are few and far between in comparison say with alpine climbing. Hopefully that will change with time and I live to see some Brits skiing AK in TGR or MSP films. To emphasise that point, I write as I find myself without a clothing sponsor for the first time in five years!
A big thanks goes to my current sponsors for helping me realise many of my dreams and going out their way to help and support me; Black Crows Skis, Scarpa, PLUM fixation, Julbo Eyewear, Birdwhere, Lyon Equipment, Petzl, Lenz Products, Exped, Hydrapak and Davide at Concept Pro Shop Chamonix. Another big thanks goes to Berghaus, Gino Watkins Memorial Fund, Arctic Club and Craig Stenhouse who helped fund the trips.
After so much time feeding the rat its now time for a change in emphasis as I continue with the guides training with a view to being able to share some of these fantastic experiences in the future with clients.
So here is a collection of photographs which reflect the incredible days shared with friends that have a particularly special place in my heart.

Jim Lee slaying Grand Envers in a metre of fresh. Aiguille du Midi

Adam Fabrikant a few turns in to the sunny east face of Mt Darwin, New Zealand. Tom Grant and myself hooked up the amiable Americans Noah Howell, Beau Fredlund Adam Fabrikant and Billy Whass to share a few turns and a lot of laughs while down under.

Michelle Blaydon under biblical skies in Lofoten

Polar Star Couloir looking majestic on the Beluga Spire, right after we skied it. Dubbed ‘The Best Couloir in the World’ by McLean and Barlage, its certainly and icon of lust

Don’t be fooled by the warm evening light, brass monkeys at camped on the sea ice under Beluga Spire. With Michelle Blaydon and Marcus Waring

Morgan Salen skiing to Minna Rihiimaki on the shoulder of Aiguille du Tacul. The snow was so good we skinned up the 45 degree approach couloir.

Bird speed flying over the Frendo serac the same day we skied it

The incredible 1500 m high north facing wall of the 70 km long Gibbs Fiord in Baffin

Marcus Waring with a 1000 m to go, Gibbs Fiord, Baffin

Oli Willet, Tournier Spur entry to Col du Plan

Mika Merikanto, Ross Hewitt and Stephane Dan, Mallory, North Face Aiguille du Midi

Michelle Blaydon in a very deep Bonatti Couloir

Powder Panda getting over caffeinated for Palud lowers

Roger Knox, Arete Plate, Aiguille Rouge

Minna Rihiimaki, in the starting gate, Aiguille du Midi. It has been know for her to pose naked here!

All time conditions on the Para Face. I miss those days.

A first descent on the complex South Face of Mt Darwin, NZ. We took the steep headwall to the spur with a jump through the rocks near the bottom. As usual Tom got over excited and nearly skied off the bottom cliff. Photo credit: Ryan Taylor

Just landed at Tasman hut and we sneaked a quick afternoon shot down the diagonal in the background. A nice wee leg loosener.

Oo-La-La, Bird out of his cage and mind. Frendo Spur, Chamonix.

Tom and myself started the day at Tasman hut about 20 km up glacier beyond the white ice in the background. This gruelling 9 hour torture session is not recommended except for the masochists out there. We didnt have a satphone to call a chopper to the hut and ended up doing this walk twice, being pretty dumb and not learning the mistake first time round.

Argh. Hours in the pain locker. Tasman morraines

Beau Fredlund harvesting perfect corn on Mt Hamilton, New Zealand

After skiing a first descent on Elie de Beaumont, we got stranded in the fog trying to get from a glacier bench to the Tasman. Finally a window appeared and we took this ‘Brenva’ Spur type feature home

Skiing a first descent on Elie de Beaumont’s West Face as cloud threatens from the West. We kept getting bumped off choppers so it was after noon when we got to Tasman hut forcing us to haul ass up Elie for 3 pm corn time. Tom Grant skiing on 45 degree slopes

Mount Cook’s stunning east face illuminated under full moon. This will be one of the modern ski classics of New Zealand

Dawn hits as we start the climb up the east face of Mt Cook

On the East Face of Cook with uniform compact powder. A modern classic in the making

Vivid, rugged and very beautiful – myself taking in the landscape above Mueller and Pukaki

For once the wind wasn’t howling and we were able to enjoy a morning coffee without everything blowing away. Tom and myself at Wyn Irwin Hut

Michelle Blaydon and Marcus Waring at base camp in Gibbs Fiord. This first trip to Baffin was rock n roll style as we travelled fast over hundreds on kilometers using kites, armed with rifles and pump action shot guns for bear protection, and skiing every line that took our fancy

Sheltering from a biting wind a cooking up some hot soup under the magical Great Sail Peak in Stewart Valley of Baffin Island. L-R Michelle Blaydon, Ross Hewitt and Marcus Waring

The hard part of Arctic travel – sled hauling. Luckily good tunes and magnificent scenery provide suitable mind distractions to the 120 kg load

North West Passage, a 1200 m. McLean – Barlage classic. Had to be done

After a massive 10 hour walk out down the Tasman moraines we woke up feeling it and went for extra everything on our cooked breakfasts, washed down by a litre of cappuccino

Michelle Blaydon smiling at the relative warm evening light on the plateau of Scott Island, Baffin. Descending into the fiords is like going into a chest freezer as the temp drops about 30 degrees

We were skiing some sketchy icy section on Tournier Spur when a wooshing noise spooked us. A moment later that speed flyer went through the middle of our group. Scary

Return to base camp after a day new routing on Scott Island. It always amazed me that the tent disappeared from view on flat sea ice once you were over a kilometer away

Exit couloir on the Mallory, Aiguille du Midi. All the stress has gone by this point and all that remains is an easy 50 degree shot to the bar

Marcus Waring in the 1100 m Polar Star Couloir, Baffin Island

The late, great Liz Daley on one of those relaxed Palud days where we gourged on coffee and powder in equal amounts. Always missed, never forgotten

Andy Houseman and Tom Grant on the Mont Mallet Glacier

Myself on another massive Baffin line. This one came in at a hefty 1450 m vertical, 5000 ft

May and a predawn start for the Diable Couloir with Tom Grant. We climbed the icefall, bailed due to the heat and then put plan B into action – skin to the top of Tacul and drop into the Grand Gerva – that saved the day

Tom and Marcus with the 1500 m East Face of Walker Citadel where Superunknown is situated. We were on our way back from Mugs Stump Spire and just chilling in the sun before hauling through the night to Ford Wall

Sunshine and shade as Minna makes those special turns on the North Face of Aiguille di Midi

A first descent on Mugs Stump Spire. We also skied the background left hand line which was 1500 m to the top of Walker Citadel

Cedric Bernardini, Bird, Brett Lotz and myself as the Foehn threatens on Eugster. Cedric’s eyes give away the seriousness of the situation while the visiting Brett is oblivious to the shit storm thats about to happen

Caught in a Foehn storm on Eugster, Aiguilled du Midi. Bernardini and Lotz on the wrong side of the slough trains. One of those days you hopefully regroup at the bar

Polar travelling for free (low calorie expenditure) using kites in Baffin

After a 2 am start from a low camp, Im getting ready for my first turn down the East Face of the Matterhorn at 7 am

Fresh water ice on the isolated Stewart Lake, Stewart Valley, Baffin

Me on good corn on the East Face of the Matterhorn and carrying my SLR camera

Me traversing the Aiguille Verte. We climbed Couturier and descended Whymper. What you cant see is the strong gusty wind that was trying to pluck us off the ridge. At the col we met Nate Wallace and Seth Morrison who had come up Whymper in downhill kit. With the snow staying frozen all they had to say was ‘you are going to struggle in touring kit’

After a month on the ice we arrive cold and damp at Ellington Fiord hut after 10 hours on a komatik sled with 3 hours to go to get back to Clyde River. 2 of our friends are stuck in the fiords after 1 skidoo broke down and the responsibility for their safety as expedition leader weighs heavily on my mind. I’m completed beat after pushing my physical limits beyond the max trying to ski everything and mentally wanting to unwind. Deep in the Arctic rescue options are limited to skidoos

Skiing in grand locations

Ski kiting to the lines was run and saved loads of precious calories. The ramp next to the wing was my favourite line we skied. Big wide open exposed slopes led into a twisting couloir exit

Showing Chipie how to load our 1942 303 enfield in case we get attacked by a bear. A nice light reliable weapon, perfect for skiing

Enrico Mossetti with the slabs of the Droites in the background

After a couple days waiting on weather we get dropped at the Tasman hut for our final hit of the trip, aiming to ski a first descent on the South Face of Mount Darwin. Tom trying to pull me down to his level!

Another monster line in Gibbs Fiord on Baffin. in 2016 we were blessed with regular snow falls providing primo ski conditions. Wading up the lines was hard work!

Playing mini golf above Plateau hut in NZ

Approach to the East Ridge of Cook with her East Face and Tasman’s Syme Ridge behind

Gazing up the Hooker Valley with my ‘rig’. Adventure skiing in NZ is not a light affair once bivi kit and stoves are added to the pack

Late afternoon golden rays on the Mothership in my backyard

The beautiful fan at the start of the Gervasutti. Tom Grant negotiating the cornice

October, preparing for NZ

A late night session to savour the evening light in Crosshairs Couloir in Steward Valley. We had spent the day triple carrying across faceted moraine and finally decided it was time to go skiing to boost moral

The East Face of the Matterhorn after we skied it

Stormy weather in Couloir de la Dent Jaune, Dents du Midi, Switzerland

Michelle Blaydon at the cute Dents du Midi refuge

Nate Wallace in the steep entry to the Grand Gervasutti

Tof Henry in the Col du Plan exit couloir, North Face of Aiguille du Midi

Enrico Mosetti making steep turns on Col de la Verte with the North Face of Les Droites behind

Extreme coffee drinking while sheltering out the wind at the extrance to the 1200 m Mel Gibbs couloir, Gibbs Fiord, Baffin Island

Steep and techy as Enrico Mossetti negotiates the lower ramp off Col de la Verte

Michelle in the approach couloir to Aiguille du Tacul

1100 m of May spring snow in Gibbs Fiord, Baffin. Another first descent.

Summit of Mont Blanc on a frigid day late May as we head off down the Bosses Ridge and prepare to make the big turn left down the 2000 m West Face. Exciting times.

The West Face of Mont Blanc

Tom Grant dropping into the Mont Mallet Diagonal

Happy days. This was my final day in Cham in 2016 before I headed to Baffin Island and I wanted a big day on the Midi but things hung in the balance as the opening time continually got pushed back as they dealt with the overnight snow. When it finally opened mid morning we managed to ski Col du Plan, West Couloir and Salopar.

My team mate and good buddy Enrico Mosetti on the lower ramp of Col de la Verte

Me skiing into the top of Breche Tacul with the North Face of Grandes Jorasses providing the backdrop

Col du Plan in all time conditions

Enrico Mosetti in the Brenva cirque with Col Moore behind while Italy sleeps under a blanket on cloud

The Plan de l’Aiguille at its best. Michelle Blaydon in perfect pow

Skiing on the Saudan route on the West Face of Mont Blanc. The seracs threaten the routes to the right and also the exit of our route focusing the mind on putting some distance between you and the face.

Good snow on the Mallory as Tom drops into the steep couloir off the tower

Stunning days on Lofoten as I get a look down into the line we want to ski

I did a traverse of Les Courtes solo on day from the NE into the South Face. The ridge along the top of the North Face was slabby on one side and corniced on the other so slow going. Plus it was -30C but the skiing was good!

Minna and Bird in the wee Gerva of Tour Ronde on the way to ski the North Face top down

My turns on the Cordier Gabarrou of Les Courtes

Playtime off Plan de l’Aiguille back in the days when it snowed

Johnny Collinson spine riding in Gressoney

Happy days. Mikko Heimonen on the walk out from Mont Blanc’s west face late May

De Masi spine riding Palud lowers

Oli Willet exiting Col du Plan. The shrund was like a catchers mitt

Palud. Deep. Jeremy Bogen

Bird. Midi North Face

Me contemplating the steep rocky, icy section from Tournier Spur into Col du Plan and working out the acceleration on 50 plus degrees before committing to straighlining through the gap

Flat light storm days in Lofoten confined us to couloirs but I wasn’t complaining

On the Mallory with Tom below

Tom Grant on the Mont Mallet glacier

Maybe a thing of the past. Deep days on the Plan with no one

Late at night. Michelle Blaydon in Crosshairs Couloir, Stewart Valley, Baffin

Michelle taking it all in, Lofoten

Minna Riihimaki checking out conditions before we commit to skiing the North Face

Michelle on the volcano Llaima

Dave Searle learning the steep game and making tentative turns on Col des Courtes in his first skimo season back in 2011

Bird slaying it on the North Face of the Midi

Me high on the West Face of Mont Blanc

The Frey Hut and its superb backyard, Bariloche, Argentina

Sunset from the Cosmiques hut as we prepare to go to the Brenva Spur

Minna, Michelle and Cedric in Lofoten

The road to Lanin, Argentina

More than a lifetime of exploration back there in New Zealand

Me amongst the granite spires of the Frey area, Bariloche
Andy Houseman on the Mallet Diagonal

Final rays at sundown on the Midi

Searching out the entrance of Couloir de la Perche with the Griaz Glacier behind

Tomasso Cardelli in the Vallencent

Si Christy chest deep in what was dubbed Clit Route due to the topography. Photo Chipie Windross. Probably the shot of the trip for me

On the easy ground of the Miage after crossing the chaotic glacier behind on our way down from skiing Mont Blanc’s West Face

On stove duty at 5 am in Gibbs Fiord. I needed an early start to catch the sun on the 1300 m Canton Couloir before it refroze.

The perfect backdrop as Searle drops in off Tour Ronde

On the Brenva Spur with a snow lynx track on the crest. I hope it enjoyed it as much as us

Perfect snow in this Baffin masterpiece allowing me to ski in front of the slough

Bouldering at Castle Hill after 3 weeks in the Cook Range skiing

Griffin Post riding pillows in Gressoney

Going for a flyby of the Caroline Face to check conditions

Gotta have a Midi North Face bin shot somewhere in your collection. Bird waiting for his hangover to clear.

Summit of Lanin with Michelle in volcano country of South America

Seth Morrison opening Col d’Entreves

Tom Grant in the Fransson line, Footstool. We used this to stretch our legs after several days travelling and get a feel for the snowpack. What you cant see is the severe gale force winds that are a big feature of NZ skiing.

Michelle Blaydon lining up to pass through the choke on this first descent in Lofoten

Dawn on the Midi

On a fly past the South Face of Darwin. This was the closest look we got of it before deciding it was a goer.

A cheaky ice bulge guarded the entrance to this 500 m virgin couloir in Lofoten. Well worth taking a second tool for making it all to easy.

Aperol spritzers at one of my favourite bars in the world, Riva del Garda, Lake Garda Italy.

Sylvain Renaud in Couloir Cache leading into the Brenva Cirque

Luca Pandolfi, Col d’Entreves

Me on the aesthetic Tacul shoulder

Si Christy heading off on a 1200m shot to the fiord in Baffin

Michelle Blaydon en route to Marbree one blustery day

De Masi looking for something to make the Toula more interesting

A psyched team of Evan Cameron, Chipie Windross and Si Christy doing a final repack of food into week bags before heading into the Baffin Fiords. Somehow Evan persuaded Chipie to swap out the normal sausage for ‘damn hot’ sausages which our guts weren’t that enamoured with and often had us sprinting across the fiord to drop our trousers

Me enjoying perfect conditions on the Tacul shoulder

Sunshine powder days on the Toula with Davide de Masi

My best buddy from school days, Paul van Lamsveerde, on a late afternoon down Cosmiques and spooky avi conditions on the Para face. Paul passed away in a crevasse fall on Grands Montets in 2013

Geitgalien, Lofoten

Full moon silhouette of the Chamonix Aiguilles

The Merlet trail with its stunning backdrop

The Brits getting stuck into Digital Crack

When Brevent is good, its simply the best. Michelle Blaydon about to drop

Camp 2 in Gibbs Fiord. The couloir centre picture ran 1000 m to a col behind the tower

The rock spires and couloirs of Gibbs Fiord, Baffin

The Frendo Spur right after we skied it by the Hausseman Boulevard variation

A very happy team of Pandolfi, Briggs, Rihiimaki, Bird, Hewitt after skiing the Frendo in AK snow conditions

Skiing miles of white ice on the Tasman to avoid carrying any more weight on my back

Sundown behind the prelimary points on the Dent de Requin after a dawn to dusk day

Jim Lee, Roger Knox and Yann Rousset wading to Grands Envers on a rare day the Kuros found deep

Jackpot. 1200 m of boot deep powder on day 1 in Baffin. Si Christy skiing with Chipie above

Emerald waters in the Arctic waters of Lofoten

Deep. Jim Lee with overhead blower skiing towards Roger Knox on Grands Envers.

We got lucky with clear skies on several nights to watch the Lofoten light show

Another one from Mont Mallet

Norway and the beautiful bay that surrounds the Lofoten Ski Lodge

A tired and happy crew after a 15 hour day skiing the West Face of Mont Blanc. L-R Ross Hewitt, Mikko Heimonen and Jesper Petersson

A rare opportunity to sit outside Wyn Irwin hut on windless morning. Sefton and Footstool behind.

Big Country under the Dent de Geant seracs after skiing Mallet diagonal

Sunrise hits Aiguille du Midi while we climb Mont Blanc for the West Face

Tom Grant harvesting corn on the Brenva Spur lowers with Col Moore behind.

5 am start in Gibbs Fiord to go corn skiing in a sunny line

Our camper van in NZ packed to the brim with those amazing green Navis skis under the bed. Luckily Tom is pocket sized which left plenty of space for me to stretch out.

Enrico Mosetti above the arete on the Brenva Spur

Dolomite days with Minna Riihimaki and Christian Dallapozza on the Cristallo as we decided to head to the Vallencent Couloir

Dawn catches us on Col de la Fourche en route to ski the Brenva Spur

Quite possibly my all time favourite run as a ski mountaineer on the West Face of Mont Blanc
A Photo Essay- 1st Descents Down Under
With it starting to feel autumnal here in North Wales and seeing all the ski porn flooding in from the southern hemisphere, I’ve started to dream about skiing again and am looking forward to some sensual turns in the powder. Here is a short photo essay about trip Tom Grant and myself did last October to New Zealand’s Southern Alps. We skied 18 days out of a 25 day trip, losing 2 days to lost bags and 1 to a blown camper van engine. The highlights were skiing on the east face of Mt Cook and first descents on Elie de Beaumont’s west face and Darwin’s south face.
A big thanks to Evan and Mandy Cameron, Mel Cash & Stefan Austin, Shane Orchard, Cam Mulvey and Beau Fredlund for your hospitality, beta and good times.

























sKiwiland – Going Big Down Under in New Zealand
Kiwiland. Snowy ridges and elegant ice aretes. Big wild mountains with hard core, ever changing access thats probably more difficult and way scarier than most routes. Out of date guide books and maps that don’t reflect what climate change has done. Limited beta and history held in the minds of a few in the know. Rapidly changing weather and wind, wind that has picked up huts and killed all those sheltering within. The latest Plateau hut is rated to 400 kph. One night there I got up to pee and was greeted by a scene from Hell freezing over with a raging ice storm. Hostile. It took everything I had to get the hut door shut. It always takes me a while to adapt back to weather thats akin to Scotland’s wildest winter storms. My local mountain range Cairngorm clocked 315kph in 2009. November in the Alps is slightly chilly in the morning followed by a 18C afternoon of sunshine with no wind. All very civilised and benign. A couple of days a month it might precip or have a breeze necessitating something other than a thin softshell.
That said, once you get to grips with taking advantage of the weather windows, New Zealand has such a unique, spectacular, rugged and colourful landscape that will have you check yourself several times a day and wonder how that was formed. It also snows nearly 3 times what the Alps get these days and you will have the mountains to yourself to explore and do as you please. The mountains are also bad ass with a plethora of faces bigger than 800 m and all the features you could imagine, spines, faces, couloirs, and glaciers.
Tom Grant and myself spent 3 weeks exploring and ski mountaineering there. We skied about 15 days in total despite waiting for lost bags for 2 days at the start of the trip and dealing with a blown van engine another day. The skiing we did varied from low angled glacier bumps on perfect corn to getting committed climbing and skiing a couple of 1st descents on sight with the common theme being adventure skiing. You never knew what you’d get or what the weather would actually be. It definitely ranks up there in my all time trips and wouldn’t have been possible without the help of some of my friends down there who we owe alot; Evan Cameron, Niki Begg, Mel Money, and Cam Mulvey.
An hour off the plane and Evan has us at Jane Fonda’s Work Out Wall

Hiding from the gales. Evan in The Cave, Port Hills
A fisherman on Lake Tekapo. Gales prevent us driving over 80 kph
Trip 1 – Sefton Biv
Sou Westers still hammer over the divide, pinning the cloud. Low chances
Mueller lake en route to Sefton Biv hoping to dodge the rain
The wind buffeting Tom causing him to stagger as if he’d had a few too many
On the bluffs below Sefton Biv. The moraines testamont to what once was
Tom near Sefton Biv as the wind continues to hammer us with gusts
Sefton Biv – you really don’t want t to slip here
Enjoying a hot drink in Sefton Biv
En route to Footstool with Sefton Biv in the background
Skinning on the Te Waewae Glacier
A chance to take in the unique landscape laid out below us
About to drop into the what Cam has dubbed the ‘Fransson line’
Setting up to shoot
Tom in the ‘Fransson line’
Aoraki Mt Cook, Nazomi, Pibrac, Ball pass, Hooker lake
Lenticulars over Aoraki Mt Cook denoting strong winds at altitude
Tom taking it all in
Sunset on the south face of Aoraki Mt Cook
Aorkai Mt Cook and Godley Valleys across Lake Pukaki
Hanging out at Peters Lookout for a sundown beer
Sefton and Footstool
Trip 2 – Plateau Hut
Adam Fabrikant and Bill Hass psyched to get going
Jumping into the Porter ski plane. High wind at Grand Plateau soon has us transfer to a chopper
Approaching plateau hut and the classic east face of Aoraki Mt Cook
Noah Howell and Beau Fredlund of team Voile USA
Billy, Adam and Tom under the East Ridge of Aoraki Mt Cook
Cinerama Col
Tasman, Lendenfield, Haast, Dixon and Haidinger
A late afternoon weather lull allows us to get some turns off the knoll near Anzac Peak
Returning to the hut. We decided to ski the mini-golf 700 m line just left of the sun-shade line off the East ridge at some point. Everything is dwarfed under the massive east face of Aoraki Mt Cook
Skinning with Silberhorn in the background
Adam Fabrikant, Bill Haas and Noah Howell crossing the shrund at Zurbriggen’s
Beau Fredlund at the start of Zurbriggen’s which was our entry to the east face
Dawn hues over the Grand Plateau
The start of the treadmill on Aoraki Mt Cook’s east face. Beau Fredlund, Billy Haas and Adam Fabrikant
Sunrise over the Aiguille Rouge
The summit ridge of Aoraki Mt Cook on fire in the morning light
Sunrise. Anzac Peak mid shot
Beau Fredlund traversing over ice high on the east face
Good Cold Chalk on the east face. I skied from a point a bit below the others as with a heavy cold and fever I didn’t need to summit again!
High wind at altitude
Heading for the east ridge and some shelter from the wind
Climbing a subsidiary ridge to the east ridge
We followed this little spine to the junction with the east ridge of Aoraki Mt Cook
Approaching the east ridge. Fine ski mountaineering
Climbing up towards the east ridge
700 m of sweetness below
The moon over Malte Brune
Aoraki Mt Cook’s east face in the moonlight
Tasman in the moonlight
Plateau hut in the moonlight
Chudleigh in the moonlight
Resourcefulness. A chess set made from plastic tubing with a quizzboard on Kiwi Alpinism
Passing the time at Plateau hut while the wind blows
Tom avoiding the rollerballs as the snow gets greenhoused in the cloud
A sneaky shortcut to the Boys moraine?
A brief break in the weather allows us out for some turns
Helmet on for the walk out. The looseness of makes my stomach tighten
Tom scree running below the Boys Glacier. Ankles suitably battered
Safely? on the flat Tasman and dealing with the next Jenga pile of choss. Flying in and out is a worth every penny
After 7 hours of moraine warfare we are an hour away from the road head. My Ipod was essential for the mindless soldier style route march with a 50lb backpack. We could remember if the streams held giardia and without purification tablets went dry for the last 3 hours.
Greg Child once said of his ice axe ‘the fuckin fuckers fuckin fucked’. Same could be said for either of us. Our next walk out was worse and a couple of hours longer. 
A throwback to an era when they could get the bus up to the 100 person Ball Lodge to ski up there. The moraine collapse has made access a whole different game.
Trip 3
Our preferred method of accessing the mountains
Tasmin lake and the Caroline Face
Moraines amid moraine. Maybe a hang over from the 1991 mega rockfall when 12 million cubic metres fell off down the east face to the Tasman glacier
Tom and myself back in the zone at Tasman saddle hut
Negotiating crevasses on route to Elie de Beaumont
Tom on the 1st descent of Right Flank, West Face of Elie de Beaumont
Descending into the cloud on Elie’s West Face
Elie de Beaumont’s Right Flank is the snow covered slab mid shot
Elie de Beaumont’s west face with our line
The spine gave us safe passage out of the cloud near the divide and down onto the Tasman Glacier
We made it back from the unknown on the wild west side
An afternoon corn run on the Hochstetter Dome
Islands in a sea of clouds
Chilling in the afternoon sun at Tasman Saddle hut
Sundown over Aoraki and Horokoau
Dinner time
Aoraki Mt Cook, Tasman and Minarets
Sunrise on the Minarets
Beau Fredlund harvesting some sweetcorn on Mt Hamilton
I skied this lush couloir on Hamilton solo. Anyone know if its been skied before?
We convened at Darwin corner with the Voile team and 10 mins after making a satphone call the air taxi came to collect us
Flyover the Hochstetter Ice fall
Drying kit outside the Wyn Irwin, pretty much the only day it was warm
Mt Sefton and Footstool
A rare windfree coffee morning
Our van’s engine blew a couple of cylinder heads en route to Wanaka so after a tow to the nearest town and and afternoon waiting for a new van we ended up in a lay by in the back end of…
Tom enjoying beer and curry. He eats slower than a tortoise so I’d usually finished, done the washing up and gone to bed before he had chewed his first mouth-full.
Van life. Tom catching up on his sleep. This gives the impression it was quite tidy. In reality we were endlessly rummaging round looking for stuff. We head back to Mount Cook Village for a final trip
New Zealand spring and snow down to 900 m
Trip 4 – Tasman Saddle Hut
Heli-waiting at the airport. 1000 hrs – standby boys. Drink more coffee. 1200 hrs – super standby. Eat a sandwich and drink more coffee. 1500 hrs – looking good boys – standyby. Final coffee. Caffeine poisened. 1800 hrs – come back tomorrow for another exciting day in the airport carpark

Mt Sefton and Footstool
Sharing a flight with NZ backcountry splitboarder Shane Orchard and skier Ryan Taylor
The ski plane departs under Mt Green and Walter
We skied this line on Mt Abel after climbing Pencil Dick Gully and traversing the ridge
Tom climbing Pencil Dick Gully
Me traversing over the summit of Mt Abel
Finding our line
Tom dropping in
Sweetcorn
Halfway
Rippin some corn in the bowls behind the hut
The ski line for the 1st descent of Mount Darwin’s south face
Lush morning light as we start to climb
Approaching the summit ridge
Hanging out for a few hours waiting for the sun to come onto the upper pitch
Looking down the ski line
First turn
Start of the second pitch down past the upper serac
Before the traverse
Freeride over to the spur
Heavy wet snow on the spur needing careful negotiation
Sticking to the apex of the spine
Approaching the lower rocky crux
The foreshortened face from below
Skiing out. High winds preventing flying and bad weather threatening
An abandoned tracked tractor on the white ice of the Tasman glacier. In the 1970s the ski planes didn’t have as much power and sometimes needed a tow
Every kilometre skied on the white ice was a kilometre less to walk with the additional weight of skis and boots on my pack which was already heavy by euro standards. In the end I must have skied 4 of the 5 km of white ice
Off the easy going white ice and into the rubble. Thankfully its overcast and the rock is not reflecting heat
Getting hotter as the sun comes out and we get baked in the moraine
About 5 hours of staggering around on rubble after leaving the white ice. We left the hut with a couple of litres each and drank another couple shortly after this section. Only 7 km to go but hands (from poling for stability) and feet are raw and roasting. Thanks to the Irishman who gave us a lift from Blue Lakes to the airport to collect our car.
Moody weather as we head towards Christchurch
Tom discovering the almost unique style at Castle Hill
