I have been to Tetrahedron in the winter a number of times. We have been there once before with F (twice if you count when she was still on the inside), but my first time was a girls trip back in 2012. I remember zipping together 6 MEC merlin sleeping bags into a giant sleeping bag, basking nudy in the sunshine outside the cabin, but mostly I remember post-holing all the way in, because I forgot the liners to my ski boots. We almost had a similar disaster this time around. Christian had been at a party all Friday evening, first with F and later alone. In the meantime I laid everything out, so Christian could double check as he put it in the bags late that evening. In the morning we slept in, and then decided that we were capable of getting ready in 30 min so we could catch the 10.30 ferry. As we were driving over Lion's Gate, Christian casually checked in with me to see if we had F snowsuit, the answer was no, so back to the house we went. At the house I remembered that I also were not sure if I packed the right boot liners for Christian's boot, so he checked and it turned out that I had packed one of my liners. Disaster avoided.
Finally on the ferry we started to relax, but we decided it was better not to high-five our success just yet. Due to the late start we were not on our skis before 2pm, and didn't really start skiing until 2.45pm, when F was finally ready. Luckily the approach to the Edwards cabin is no more than 7km and minimal elevation gain, so we arrived around 5pm. This time I carried a small backpack with all the overnight gear in it, and Christian carried F and most of the food. The hut was already full, but we managed to rearrange a few mats upstairs and squeezed our mats in.
We had dinner, relaxed by the fire and had an early night. F was quiet all through the night, so she avoided a trip outside with Christian - this sure is getting easier.
In the morning we made a stove fire again and grilled our cheeses for breakfast. Christian then skied up Mt. Steele, while F and I played in the cabin, build a snowman and went for a walk with the toboggan. After we finished the snowman F and Cristian went looking for fixings - eyes, nose, etc. After rejecting several candidate eyes F settled on a piece of wood, poking straight up out of the snowman's head. "It's a heliscope eye!" she declared excitedly.
At the time I wasn't even sure if F was awake, but on the drive up we'd listened to Quirks and Quarks on CBC. They had been talking about a deep sea squid with two vastly different eyes - a "normal eye" that looked down, to see bioluminescent animals, and a large "telescope eye" that looked up to see shadows against the dim sunlight far above. F was clearly paying attention, although even a few months later (we recently got to see Jupiter's moons through a friend's telescope) she still thinks that "telescope" is pronounced "heliscope".
We started skiing out around 2pm. I found the ski out a lot harder than the ski in. My skins were sticking, but I did not feel comfortable taking them of. I felt exhausted - maybe second trimeter is not going to be as easy as I thought. It ended up taking us substantial longer to get out of there than it did to get in. Despite this we decided that it was finally time for a celebratory high-five. No important items forgotten!