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Mt. Adams South Side

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

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Dan and I climbed the South Side route of Mt. Adams. We left Cold Creek Campground at noon and headed up the dusty trail. I had aspirations of camping at Pikers Peak (11300′) or the actual Summit (12200) instead of the traditional Lunch Counter (9500′). It was fairly slow going as I didn’t feel uber strong and didn’t drink enough water (who knew) on the way up. We took breaks wherever we could find shade, tiny trees or the old lava flows. We still had quite a few hours of sunlight left when we got to Lunch Counter but decided to camp there for the night because the wind was picking up and the spots there looked very enticing.

We settled into the wind break and Dan set up his tent and I boiled water for our gourmet dehydrated dinners and dessert. We each carried a beer up, Guinness for Dan and Rainier for me (no Olympia beer at the store). I was hoping to take a picture of the Rainier with Mt. Rainier behind us, but Mt. Adams got in the way. I didn’t feel great so Dan took over beer drinking duties and finished mine. After taking out our dinner we sat around watching the sun set and wait for the stars to come out. It was most likely the best campsite I’ve stayed at just because of the views and location.

In the morning we got up a few hours after the go getters who were moving up the mountain in the dark. We had to melt snow for water as the runoff was frozen from the night. The new MSR Reactor was very impressive and melted and boiled the snow in no time. I drank a few liters of water as I had headaches during the night from being dehydrated/stupid and that made all the difference for the rest of the day. We made up some milk and granola and packed up for the rest of the climb. We decided to carry crampons but ended up not using them (it might have been a little more secure but the snow was fairly soft by the time we were on it.)

We made good time up the initial slog to Pikers Peak, catching up to a party that was way ahead of us. We got a look at the huge glissade chutes going down the mountain – they looked scary when the snow was hard. On top of the peak we added another layer and marched over to the true summit. The walk over was very cool with the wide expanse of mountain and gentle slope down and up. I could definitely feel the altitude after Pikers Peak, not a wonder as we were above Mt. Hood by then. I threw rocks at Dan to have him slow down but he was too far away to hit. Once on the top summit field we had a 10 yard jog/race, which is not advised as we had to double over from lack of air. I did at any rate, I blacked out and couldn’t see Dan but I assume he was hurting too.

Up top we took photos and kept going on and on about how cool the summit was. It really was awesome, great views and a huge snow field every directions you looked. It was a bit hazy so we couldn’t see further North than Mt. Rainier or South than Mt. Jefferson. We ate some rice krispie treats, drank some of the 3 liters I humped up and headed back down.

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I put on my rain pants for the renowned glissading. I thought it might be over hyped this glissade, but it was if anything underrated. We floated down the summit peak in no time, cruising down the banked chutes and jumps. The photos don’t do it justice but it was very very cool. After walking back to Pikers Peak we got a view of the real glissade tracks and didn’t chicken out. This part was even faster and cooler than the first track, the walls at the beginning were 2 to 3 feet deep and banked for the turns down. Dan went first to get some pictures of me coming down. We hollared and screamed like little kids as we flew down the hill, much more fun than any mountain bike trail I’ve done. It took a little under 2 hours to hike up and about 15 minutes to float down.

We slid almost to the camp and grudgingly walked over pumice and rock to the tent to pack up. Once we grabbed our bags and broke out the new plastic sleds, we headed back to the snow fields. The new sleds must’ve been coated in teflon and oil for how fast they took us down the hill. We cruised past the suckers plunge stepping down the hill. We hit a few more fields and chutes and were back down at the trail in minutes.

thoughts

Trying to learn from past mistakes I tried to carry only the minimum necessary for an overnight on the mountain; bringing a bivy sack, sleeping bag, stove, food, filter, 2 light jackets, rain pants, crampons, axe, poles and many packs of GU and only a few liters of water. I should have drunk more water more often but I’m pretty bad about heeding plans and drinking when hiking. Equipment wise we did well and didn’t bring anything we didn’t need and didn’t want for anything – perhaps more powerade.

This was both mine and Dan’s first time using blue bags for our waste. Next time I will bring an air freshner, more kitty litter and many more ziplock bags. It’s a little disconcerting carrying your poo in your backpack as you slide down the hill with an axe in your hands.

This was definetly a Type I climb. The views, location, ease of climbing, awesome weather and super glissading (5000′ of sliding) made it a great trip.

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Day 1 photos

Day 2 photos

SPOT tracking


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Overnight Tree Climb

Sunday, August 15th, 2010

My parents got Ingrid and I a night camping in the trees with Pacific Tree Climbing Institute (PTCI), outside of Eugene. We met up with the guides Rob and Jason around 5 to get a tour of the tree where we’d be staying. The tree was quite large and over 240 feet tall with lots of moss, like a normal tree. Another couple was there and seemed as psyched as we were. The PTCI manager and chef Debbie made us awesome dinner and dessert (marionberry pie) before we headed up the ropes.

We jumared up the static lines to the ‘tree boats’ where we’d sleep at 100 feet. After looking around a bit the guides took us up to near the top of the tree at 220 feet to watch the sunset. It was super cool to hang out in the tree top with the breeze and the birds. As the sun was going down we rappelled down to the boats and settled in for the night in our sleeping bags in the beds. As we went to sleep the wind picked up and moved the tree around quite a bit – we were very lucky, it normally doesn’t happen.

After listening to the creatures break branches on the ground in the night, Rob and Jason made us coffee and tea in the morning. We had hot scented towels to rinse off the pitch from our faces (though butter or mayo works better apparently). We said goodbye to the limbs and rappelled down to earth to a kickass breakfast by Debbie.


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Smith in June

Sunday, June 13th, 2010

I went over to Smith for half a weekend to get in some climbing with Ron and Angel. We had perfect weather and good rock- ok, the rock didn’t feel like marshmallows on the fingers.


Smith pictures

Mt. Hood Old Chute

Sunday, April 18th, 2010

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I took Ingrid up the south side of Mt. Hood on Sunday morning via the Old Chute route. I had ambitions of taking us up West Crater Rim, but my paranoia and lazyness took us to the right to the Hogsback. We made good time all the way to the Hogsback, though it’s disheartening to see the Cat ferry people up the ski slopes in 15 minutes what took us 2 hours. The weather was nice, clear and chilly with not too much wind. We could see tons of stars and even a shooting star halfway up. I made a wish but no hot tub and pizza appeared in front of us.

After forcing food down at the Hogsback, we scuttled up the Old Chute. Ingrid was nice enough to humour me by dealing with running belays and rope tangles all in the name of practice. I got in two deadman pickets and they seemed pretty bomber, though I wouldn’t want to fall on them anyway. The snow turned to crap after starting up the slope: some sections had 2 inch crust over soft snow, others were junky snow with bits of ice in them. We got surrounded by a bunch of people in the chute, which was the opposite of what we wanted, but I wasn’t moving fast to do anything other than drip snot out my nose (turned out our packs way too heavy.)

All issues of snow and such were gone once we topped out into the sun on the summit ridge. It was a short walk over to the proper summit where we untangled the rope, drank some hot cocoa and dropped M&Ms into the snow. We were alone for about 10 minutes and it was pretty cool to be the highest people in all of Oregon. Ingrid had to pee and I would guess she had the highest bathroom of anyone that week.

I had the big idea of going down the Pearly Gates by rapelling, which would shorten our way down and get us away from the crowds. We downclimbed to just above the gates and I made a snow bollard to do the rapell. Unfortunately I totally monkey f***ed the rope up and also couldn’t see if the rope made it through the ice section. I didn’t want to end up being one of ‘those people’, so I belayed Ingrid back up a ways, tore down my anchor and followed her back up to the summit ridge. So that took about an hour or so of our time.

The downclimb through the chute was a little funky as the snow was highly variable, ranging from crappy snow with spindrift on top, to icy chunks held together with light snow. We took our sweet ass time making back to Hogsback where we downed a liter of water and found out my sandwiches don’t taste or look good above sea level. From there we hoofed it down to Timberline being passed by damn skiers.

thoughts

We tried out wearing softshells instead of gore-tex, and it worked out great. We both got new Schoeller pants from First Ascent (Eddie Bauer), and couldn’t be happier, we didn’t sweat in them, they stayed dry and breathed very well. Our new packs were awesome too, Ingrid got a new Mountain Hardware and I had a new Cilo Gear. Which was good, as when we got home I weighed our packs and they were waaay over the desired weight of -10 pounds (35 and 55 pounds.) Next time we will ditch some gear, including the shovels, screws, screamers, draws and half rope. I think we’ll go with a 6mm cord instead of rope, and just use it for rappels and belaying the follower whenever necessary.

Ingrid had a good time, in spite of me putting dead weight in her pack and taking detours for the descent. On the way down I explained to Ingrid the theory of “Fun Types”. You have adventures that are enjoyable at the time (Type I), some that are only fun in retrospect (Type II), and fun that isn’t really fun, even later (Type III). Kelly Cordes has a good post about the fun scale, putting into words what I’d noticed a while ago – that making it through scary shit can be really cool once you’re safe and thinking back. This climb was a mainly Type II, sprinkled with a few Type I moments.

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Trip photos

City Of Rocks

Tuesday, September 8th, 2009

We had our selves another trip to the City of Rocks in Idaho. Ingrid’s dad came with and got in some climbing as well. There was less climbing this year as I had a few sicknesses. This didn’t stop Ingrid from leading her first trad (5.9). Or stop the van from having its annual ’somethinggowrong’ event. This years events consisted of lights going funky, speedo breaking, and water pump issues. The hammer brought it back inline though.

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Workout

Thursday, January 22nd, 2009

I’m reading about strength building in Extreme Alpinism by Mark Twight. His book says (if I read it right) that you need to get warmed up and then do 6 sets of 2 reps of your almost max. This is supposed to increase your neuromuscular pathways and in turn increase your strength but not mass.
It takes 9 or so sets of warming up before the set of 6, for a total of 15 sets. As you need to rest the muscles inbetween sets I tried throwing in other lifts or exercises. It also takes close to 1 1/2 hours to get through the lifting. I’m focusing on biceps and lats as I’m not wanting to hurt my shoulder with bench. I’m not doing legs as the gym doesn’t have enough weight to do low rep/high weight for legs (serious, I plate the press machine with 1 leg.)
This is my second workout like this, but I think I’ve seen a change already. In the first one I could barely get out 2 curls of 95lbs, but this time I got in 6 sets of 105. Hopefully it’s not a fluke and continues.
warmup:
pullups x8
pushups/pullins on ball x15
curls 45×8, 50×8, 55×8
jumping jacks 1min
1 arm pulldown 50×8, 55×8, 60×8
1/2 ball shuttling 1min
curl 65×8, 70×8, 70×8
calf raises x15, x20, x25
1 arm pulldown 65×8, 70×7, 75×5
behind head tricep 40×15, 40×15, 40×15
curl 75×5, 85×4, 95×3
fly on ball 25×15, 30×15, 35×15
1 arm pulldown 80×3, 85×3, 90×3
1 leg press 175×15, 190×15, 205×15
curl 100×2, 105×2, 105×2, 105×2
crunches on ball
1arm pulldown 100×2, 105×2, 105×2, 105×2
1 leg press 220×15, 235×15,250×10
curl 105×2, 105×2
1 arm pulldown 100×2, 110×2
jog 15 min

Mt. Tabor Summit

Monday, December 22nd, 2008

Matt, Keevin and I went up on Mt. Tabor for a summit attempt on the notorious West Face:


Mt. Tabor

Munra Point

Saturday, December 6th, 2008

We went into the Gorge to hike up Munra Point. It was a perfect day and the trail was fairly dry. This didn’t stop me from falling on my ass on the way down though. We saw salmon in the river (or sturgeon if you ask Matt.) The top of the hike is the coolest location in the Gorge that I’ve been on, but you can see for yourself below.

City of Rocks night shots

Wednesday, October 1st, 2008

I got the scans back from the Yashicha film we took at City of Rocks. I edited the images to have less exposure and Gamma to compensate for the scanning adding too much noise and being over exposed. These are how prints would look.

PRG Ice Festival

Saturday, September 27th, 2008

We went to the PRG Ice Festival to watch Keevin compete. He came in 2nd in the first round, tied in the 2nd and was the only one to finish the route in the 3rd. So he’s the champion. Check out the video of the finish of the 2nd round.