Below is a full report of the Fryatt Hut trip which Jasper Ski Team members recently took part in...
The Legend of JESC
By Sadie Howe
The first part of this story begins once upon a time, not so long ago, in a land not so far from here. There was a magical cabin high upon the ridges of Brussels. One in which whom ever visited was filled with joy and laughter.
There was only one problem. To get to the cabin someone had to face a number of challenging obstacles. They had to cross a raging river, and scramble a towering cliff. Not many dared to take on the challenge for the endurance and bravery was one not everyone could muster.
This is where the second part of the story begins.
Kathryn Howe, an elder in the Howe tribe called upon her eldest and wisest daughter and 7 other of her strongest, bravest and most powerful friends asking them to complete the nearly impossible mission, 3 daring adults who longed for high altitudes, and also just wanted to spend time with their kids, sacrificed themselves to accompany the group. That was all they needed. They were off with only the packs on their backs and the shoes on their feet, they where ready to conquer the wilderness.
The chief energizer bunny (Brent) blasted his gnarly tunes as they easily marched through the overgrowth of shrubs and branches. The tribe of girls laughed as they reconnected after long snowless months. This was the beginning of their legend.
The girls refused to give up; they were doing it for the body. The heat was scorching but they knew that it was nothing compared to the searing cold they would feel in later months. Waterfalls cascaded around them and they took refreshing showers in the glacial water. Most people would have thought them crazy, but the JESC tribe was one without compare.
They new the worst was yet to come, the headwall was growing larger and larger with every step they took. At the bass they gathered all of their magic, combining it all together to form an unbreakable bond. Each girl had brought a power with her, persistence, encouragement, positivity, endurance, support, knowledge, kindness, and willingness. As they worked together the entire tribe was able to concur the summit and reach the top.
When they reached the cabin the tribe was giddy. The views were spectacular and the waterfalls were enchanted.
Dinner that night was one of the best any of them had ever eaten. Laughter rang through the cabin and echoed through the surrounding mountains and valleys. As the girls sat around the camp fire that evening they realized that it wasn’t the cabin that was magical, it was the people in it, and it wasn’t about the cabin, it was about the journey. They realized the true power that they had and the possibilities that could result from it.
The next morning they decided to test their newly found magic and do the impossible, hunt for something for which they has all be yearning, they where on the hunt for snow.
The trail to snow was not an easy one, they saw beautiful things but soon the path was blocked up by boulders, the tribe persevered. The chief lead the way generously attempting to secure the path for the rest of the tribe. Suddenly when lifting an unusually large rock the chief slipped and injured his leg. He insisted they continue on. The support, of not the just their chief but their elders as well inspired the girls. They reached the snow.
Later that day, when the girls returned to their homes they were excited. They felt inspired. They knew that all the people around them wanted them to reach the top just as badly as they wanted it themselves. All the girls had different tribes and different powers, but they were all sure of one thing, when the snow came, they would be ready.