Some friends booked the Woody Creek Cabin in the Beartooth-Absaroka Wilderness over New Years, and invited me to join. After boating the Lochsa the day before, I set out driving through the park, swerving around bison, and started skinning in. The cabin is nestled 2.5 miles up in an Wilderness Area, and as we approached the buzz of the sleds faded, replaced with the soft silence of snowy woods. The brewmaster of Snake River Brewing loaded up packs full of his finest (yeah Pakitos!), so all nine of us stayed fully hydrated. The next three days were spent exploring the drainage, from all the way up to the football field,
to six laps on the ridge below the submarine. We slept under glittering stars in Montana, and skinned across the border to shred pow during the day.
