Running the gauntlet of slide offs, spinouts, and stalled vehicles on Highway 210 in late April is a seldom, yet welcome occurrence. Over a foot of medium density snow blankets the slopes hanging above this thin strip of pavement transecting one of the most iconic mountain corridors in the world. I pass through the Hellgate and in another mile the road ends. Visibility reduces to only a few hundred feet as the snowfall intensifies and the crowds diminish.
Moving towards the trailhead with a casual stroll, I run into a fellow guide gathering his clients for a walk in the woods. I am solo, so I ask for a beacon check and then make my way up drainage. He looks at me with what appears to be a mix of admiration and jealousy, likely thinking to himself what he would do if he were unencumbered by responsibility on a gift of a storm day such as this. With no partner and a flexible plan, I stride at a pace that feels athletic, yet sustainable. A bank of snowcats from the Alta Ski Area sits in a state of repose after a long and grueling season of work, their tillers covered in fresh powder.
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By this time of year many folks have made the mental shift to another sport, or they turn their eyes toward large objectives locally and abroad. In my previous life I would likely do the same. But for today, I reflect on the last six months of making high consequence decisions in snow-covered environments and instead take the winding path of least resistance. Explosions echo through the canyon as patrols at Snowbird and Alta make ready the slopes for the hordes of eager riders frothing in the lift lines below. I am thankful to not be among them. The solitude, freedom of movement, and time to ruminate are a luxury I am not accustomed to. The pandemic and global unrest, coupled with one of the weirdest snowpacks I have dealt with in all of my seasons as a professional have taken their toll. Being tasked with managing the risk of others on top of these stressors pushed me to the brink in many instances. Decompression and simplicity are severely underrated. This is my time, and I am blessed to have the opportunity.
The gentleman standing there is a former colleague and mentor during my early career. We team up and take turns breaking trail across the main ridge through the ever-deepening snow. Along the way we discuss the new paradigm of mountain guiding, working in dangerous conditions, and the gradual overcrowding of the places where we have made our living. He shares a close call experienced on the job this season and how it deeply humbled him. Grateful for being on the right side of the fine line, he admits that discussions after the event and hearing of the close calls of fellow practitioners is an opportunity for his own self-reflection. The mountains giveth, and the mountains taketh away. The fog rolls out, we see the summit, the fog rolls in.
Reaching the summer road, we high five and part ways. His day is short, mine has only just begun. I feel thankful for running into him and for him sharing his story and his line. The mountains giveth.
The loss of a longtime friend and supervisor to suicide in August. Early mornings hunting avalanches in the Wasatch with a partner and a pack full of explosives. Instructing fellow and aspiring professionals on a training course during a deep slab cycle. Skiing in the Rubies with guests representing three generations from one family. Alpine touring through those same mountains with a group of soon-to-be friends. Walking through rescue drills with novices just beginning their journey into the backcountry. Slaying spring conditions with a group of FOWs and WNDR Alpine evangelists during the Roost.
Up ahead I see a figure emerge from round a bend. I give them some space as we cross the one avalanche path threatening the route. Something looks familiar. The faded green BD Factor boots are noticeable from a distance. Eventually I am close enough to see his skis, an old pair of Wagner Customs. The stranger pulls aside and without looking back waves me by. I pull up next to him and put my arm around his shoulder. He peers out from under his ballcap, and a smile graces his face.
The man is a former client and longtime Wasatch resident known for touring alone. His consultant lifestyle leaves him little time to make formal plans and he gets out for fitness at every opportunity.
Deciding to go no higher due to lack of visibility and plenty of powder below, it is time for another transition. Over two feet have now fallen with this storm and it skis every bit as deep as one could hope. The tips on my Reasons plane up beautifully and a moment of zen sets in. Bounding through the wind drifts and pillowy features along a tree fence is playful and fun. I then arc onto a small face and gracefully descend. Reaching the meadow below a feeling of calm and connectedness drenches me in peace. Fat flakes fall, the winds disappear, and silence abounds. The mountains giveth.
Regarded as one of the best teams in the Marble League, Mellow Yellow hails from the city of Amalanta, with its team members moving to the city of Marblopolis, before competing in the Fruit Circuit prior to entry into Marble League 2016. They would finish 2nd that year. Since then, they would have polarizing performances over the next few years, with finishes in 3rd, 15th, 4th and 14th. Due to their poor showings in Marbula One and their poor performance during Marble League 2018 and in Marble League 2020, they were not invited to the Marble League Winter Special. They would clinch the Marble League title in 2021 after winning three consecutive medals mid-season and a bronze in the final event. In Marble League 2022, they had a down year and finished 13th with two medals. In Marble League 2023, they had their first average performance and placed 11th with two medals. Overall, Mellow Yellow has won 24 medals in the Marble League as of the end of Marble League 2023.
Mellow Yellow is also known for being the first team to clinch back-to-back poles in Marbula One despite their poor performances in both seasons, having finished 10th and 15th in Season 1 and Season 2 respectively. They have won two bronze medals in this competition.
Yellow, Yellah, Yelley and Yellup were the original members of Mellow Yellow. Yellim was introduced to the team in 2018. Yellow became team captain in 2019. On 14 October 2022, Yelley announced their retirement from marble sports. As a result, Yellim got promoted to a regular member, and Yeller joined the team as the new reserve.
Mellow Yellow come from the city of Amalanta. The four original members of the team - Yellow, Yellah, Yelley, and Yellup - first met while working for The Non-Descript Soda Company within the city's metropolitan area. They had all been working for the company for about ten years and finally met each other taste-testing the Non-Descript Yellow Soda. After spending a long night in meetings, drinking a lot of soda, the four all realized they were miserable at their jobs, and decided to quit.
Afterwards, the four left Amalanta and moved to Marblopolis, a city west of Amalanta, renowned for its high-speed marble racing (and its lower taxes). They all spent time looking for new jobs, struggling to make ends meet. This led to a lot of worry and doubt about their decision, although the excitement of the city and the enjoyment of the races kept the team going.
After about eight months, the four were getting desperate and they had to start cutting down on bills. One day, Greg Woods arrived at Yellow's home. They had heard they enjoyed marble racing and asked them to join the Fruit Circuit, a now-defunct series of untelevised marble races. The four had caught Woods' attention due to their experience working for The Non-Descript Soda Company, which they thought was close enough to a fruit. The Circuit had been struggling financially and needed new teams to get more funding.
Yellow, Yellah, Yelley, and Yellup agreed to join the Fruit Circuit. Unfortunately, the four lacked experience in marble racing, although Yellah had played dodge-marble in school. They decided to name their team Mellow Yellow to avoid copyright-related issues while staying true to their origin. The Circuit involved minimal training for the four marbles. Once the training was complete, they joined the races in the Fruit Circuit.
The first few months were difficult, with Mellow Yellow struggling to get into the top 25. They particularly struggled with teams such as the Yarble Yellers and the Strawberry Strudels. But every race led to improvement, and the team eventually started to move up the rankings. They started to consistently finish within the top ten, and even in the top five. In 2015, the Fruit Circuit's last season, Mellow Yellow finished in second. This meant they prequalified for the new competition, Marble League 2016, along with the Limers and the O'rangers, and Greg Woods also moved to become the commentator for the new tournament.[2]
Mellow Yellow had a strong start to Marble League 2016, earning a silver medal in Event 1, Balancing. Their next medal, a gold, came in Event 4, the Sand Rally. Yelley blazed through the qualifying to earn second place, just 1.1 seconds behind the top marble to book a spot in the final. Seven of the top eight teams in the standings were represented in the final, but it was Yelley who came through, overtaking Rojo Uno of the Rojo Rollers to claim the team's first Marble League gold medal, which was enough to put Mellow Yellow into joint first place with the Rojo Rollers.
The next six events were disappointing for Mellow Yellow, as they finished within the top half only once in the stretch, namely a bronze medal in Event 6, the Water Race. By the end of Event 9, Team Pursuit, the team were in fourth overall. The team's luck seemed to be reversing in Event 10, Precision Slalom, where they earned a single point, but fell further to sixth in the standings. Event 11, Quartet Diving, saw Mellow Yellow win another gold medal, taking the team into third overall. 152ee80cbc
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