044 “Hilaree casually rolled up to us, arms down, no look back, no words—as if nothing had happened. Our mouths were still agape, as her absolute textbook sluff management had bil-lowed into what looked like a significant avalanche behind her. A perfect point-release sluff on every single turn, on what ap-peared to be a first descent. It was 2003, Hilaree’s first season as a lead guide for Dean Cummings in Alaska’s Chugach Range and she was steadfast, assertive. She let us name the line in honor of our friend’s father who had died in a plane crash the night before. We knew we were in good hands.” Photo: Ben Knight