Wright Thurston

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 26
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1994
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 326218
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Title Wright Thurston
Description a back-pack ski trip into the mountains in January where we could stay several nights when the snow was deep and the weather was cold. We convinced our parents to let us go by telling them Wright would be our leader. This worked until we assembled in the confectionery store run by Wright's father, Frank Thurston. "What are your parents thinking of?" he exclaimed. "Why are they letting you risk your lives to go off into the mountain wilderness in the middle of the winter?" "We are not worried. Wright will be our leader," we assured "Wright is just another boy!" Mr. Thurston replied. At first he implied we were missing some brain power. He seemed convinced that if we came back at all it would not be with all of our parts, Deep down he must have been pleased with our confidence in Wright as he didn't object too strenuously and soon agreed to let us go. After days of preparation, the big day finally arrived! Early in the morning five of us adventurers (Perry Christensen, Gordon Harris, Gail Hogaard, Wright Thurston and 1) piled into my brother, Tom's, pick-up truck. Tom drove us up Manti Canyon as far as he could go with chains on the rear wheels. We then headed off on our skis to the north fork of Manti Canyon where Alex Nielson had a cabin he used in the summer and fall. We bad permission to use it. None of us had been to the cabin and were not sure just where it was. We hoped we were going in the right direction as the trail was covered with deep snow. Wright had designed and made ski climbers that worked well for him. The rest of us had not taken the same care and our climbers gave us problems. They were cumbersome and tired us quickly. On the steep hills we all had to resort to a side step or herringbone step or suffer the consequence of sliding back. It was very difficult to make any progress. After several hours we were all near exhaustion and had only covered a few miles. We had seen no sign of the cabin and some of us were starting to think we would have to camp in the snow, perhaps under one of the many pine trees where the snow was about two feet deep. On the trail the snow was four to five feet deep. "1 can't go any farther!" one of the group stated flatly between gasps for breath. Al the foot of an especially long and steep hill, we stopped in our tracks. It just looked like too much to climb in our weakened condition. We looked around for a place to lie down and rest but there wasn't any place except in the snow. We did not even have ski poles to lean on. We 62
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Identifier 074_Wright Thurston.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 26
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 326213
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