Cannon Ice Climbing: Slaying Fafnir

Cannon Ice Climbing: Slaying Fafnir

One of my good friends and climbing partners Tristan Perry agreed to meet me at the Cannon parking lot at 9:00am on Friday along with another partner R.B.  Tristan had to be home relatively early and I had to officiate a boys prep school ice hockey game (Holderness School vs Proctor) at 6:15 in Plymouth.  With that being said, our main objective, Quartet, was out of question.  So we choose to do something a bit shorter.  We opted for Fafnir.

Fafnir, that's a weird name I thought.  I had no idea what it meant.  So like most people, I Googled Fafnir and learned something new...

Over The Border and Through the Blizzard to the Chic Chocs We Go

Over The Border and Through the Blizzard to the Chic Chocs We Go

We all have that one friend who shoots out a random text about some crazy trip to a far away place with mystical blower powder.  Well...that's Ryan Gibbs to me!  His Instagram name is @powdergibbs for god's sake! 

Right after Christmas he texted me about this crazy idea to ski some amazing Canadian powder in the Chic Chocs.  The drive he said is only eight hours...from Orono, ME.  I don't live in Orono though, so tack on another 2.5 for me!  Great!!!  10.5 hours of driving with only a guide book, some random online searching and words from friends and friends of friends! This is a stupid idea I thought.  I even told Ryan, "Ryan, I don't know man, my wife will kill me, I've got a dog and a 7 month old at home. Its a lot of driving and we don't even know if the snow is gonna be good."