The weekend of 1 Feb 08, Tracy and I braved the weather in the mountains of eastern Utah
and headed up to the Limber Flag Yurt (Google Map) in the Uintas of the Ashley National
Forest. We had tried a few weeks earlier to do the same thing, but a bad winter storm had
come through and we weren't able to make it to the trailhead...despite driving 6 hours to get
there. But this time the weather cooperated a little more...not much, but a little more. We
started out by starting from the wrong trailhead. That's not a big deal when there's less than 5
feet of snow, but after going half a mile in 5 feet of snow before realizing the mistake, we were
already off to a good start. But we got back to the right trailhead, and started out following the
tracks of someone who had cross country skied before us. That made the going pretty easy,
and we made about 2 miles in just over an hour. And then the cross country ski tracks
stopped. This was not good. We were only about a mile from the yurt, so we figured it wasn't
a big deal. Three and a half hours later (yes, that's ONE mile in THREE and a half hours!) we
made it to the yurt. The snow was well over 5 feet deep in most places, and it was very
powdery. We spent most of the time in snow up to our waists despite the snowshoes. By the
time we made it to the yurt we were completely and positively exhausted. The yurt was pretty
nice...it had two queen-sized bunk beds and a wood stove. But the stove as barely enough to
heat the place, so it took us several hours to get warmed up. About 7 pm I turned on my little
weather radio to see if the forecast had changed. It had. There was now a winter storm
warning with up to 20 inches predicted for where we were within the next 12 hours, and 40
mph winds. That sucked. So we went to bed about 8 pm to try to recover some energy, and
we woke up about 1:30 am to the sounds of howling wind. Luckily the sky was still clear, so we
packed up and headed out in the dark. As soon as we started out the wind dies down, the
clouds moved in, and it started snowing. But for the most part we could still see our trail we
had cut the day before, and we didn't have trouble walking with our headlamps. The snow was
blowing too much to see far in front of us, but that wasn't a big problem...until we came on a
big, open field where snowmobilers had obliterated our trail doing doughnuts. That was bad. I
couldn't see any trail markers because of the snow, and I couldn't see our trail anymore.
Somehow, mostly dumb luck, I assume, I was able to keep up with our trail and pick back up
with our tracks in the trees. Tracy said later she figured we were going to get lost there. It
would have been horrible to lose the trail because it would have meant breaking trail for a mile
back to the truck...and we already knew how much that would suck. But we made it back
without incident, and just drove VERY slowly back down the switchbacks of the mountain, and
eventually back home. It was a good trip. I really enjoyed hiking in the middle of the night...I
need to do more of that. Tracy doesn't like it at all, but I'm trying to show her that it's not as
scary as she thinks it is. Anyway, the yurt is a good idea, because it gives you a chance to stay
out longer than you normally could by just dayhiking in the winter, and you don't have to camp
on the ground.