Due to a combination of factors (super flat light, with an approaching snow squall causing a pretty stiff and sudden 90 degree cross wind) while on short final for my mountain strip I, in retrospect, was so intent on trying to correctly ascertain where in the heck the surface was, I drifted off what I laughingly call the centerline of my ski strip. The flat light resulted in me failing to note the cross drift, or at least I didn't notice the wind was cross when I flew over the windsock at the bottom, but after landing saw the wind turbine up top indicating such, briskly too. So either I failed to note it, or it was a sudden gust (that also stopped as sudden, by the time I got out of the plane), or both. No big deal, except the ground slopes off to that side, besides the usual uphill component. So now I have a slope falling off to my right, while the cross wind was from the left, no problem I thought, after a good landing after the initial difficulty in finding the surface, and while still moving a few MPH I gave it 100% power and full left rudder in order to get lined back up with the ramp leading to the hangar. Further complicating things was the side slope I was getting pushed towards, is south facing, and the snow there was rotten/mushy, and the sideways drift putting pressure on that side's ski made it punch thru and that was all she wrote, stuck! The first time in 8 or 9 seasons.
The wind turbine tower was lined up with the plane's centerline, so after postholing up the slope and gathering up my 200' of 3/4" muletape, some old crane rigging and misc. rope, I managed to cobble up about 350-400' of line leading to my rope comalong. My cub style gear has 1.5" hollow axles, and I had previously drilled the inboard sections with 1/4" holes and had been carrying for the last 10 seasons a tow kit, short lengths of chain and 2 bolts. The chain pinned into the hollow axle stubs, and my two tie down ropes acting as a bridle, so the pulling force was in about as structurally good a place as possible. Than I started winching, it took a lot just to get all the slack out of that much cobbled together rigging, nothing moved, I was still at a severe tilt, and worse, aimed about 30 degrees off from my ski ramp. After about an hour of work, being careful not to stress the gear fittings of course, I managed to get it out enough to at least sit level side to side. Then I got out my emergency fuselage handle, which unlike the usual ground handling handles on the LE of the hor stab, pins into the bottom longeron, making it possible to lift the tail up higher while standing in deep snow, and I incrementally was able to get the nose lined up with the ramp, finally. The wind had shifted 180 degrees and it was snowing lightly while this was going on.
Then I unrigged from the tower base, knowing the rotten snow would at least keep the plane from sliding backwards on the 14% grade, got the Kubota tractor out and up on the concrete slab leading into the hangar and rigged to it. I could back up about 35', all the room I had, and then I'd rerig again, and gain another 35'. It worked great...., slow and gentle all the way, didn't get in a hurry. Got it back in the hangar, and decided this year's ski season was finished, but, it went out with a whimper. But I did learn that the muletape I had been packing around for years, unused, worked great, it held knots while also being easy to untie them. The pass thru comalong had already proved it self this year, pulling the snowbike out of holes, it worked like a champ. The stub axle bridle tow point and the lower longeron handle also did their part, as planned, or at least hoped for. The Datum skis are fine.Careful examination showed no tweaks to the skis or gear, and as the next morning was perfect flying weather, I decided to end the ski flying season on a high note, landing this 8600' site on the way to breakfast. Just overnight, my runway has gotten compromised by the warm wind, I'm done. Unless it snows again.