Friday, June 17, 2016

Waumbek. June 14, 2016

The trip report is on Alex's blog; the following photos are posted for my own record-keeping purposes.  One comment, though -- this was the first time I'd hiked Waumbek during spring or summer.  We have done Waumbek numerous times, but always during late fall or winter...the trail looks so different covered in green!






Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Women Outdoors' Annual Gathering. Sunday, May 29, 2016

It was an honor to be invited to speak at Women Outdoors' 2016 Annual Gathering!  Many, many thanks to Women Outdoors for becoming one of Alex and Sage's $576 donors for their Global Fund for Women fundraiser!!


Photo copied from www.womenoutdoors.org

The Gathering lasted the entire weekend, not just the Sunday, but our flight from Oregon did not get us back into Boston until Saturday.  We therefore went home and caught up on our sleep before heading over to Hancock, NH.  I wish we could have been at the Gathering for the entire event...next year, we will be sure to keep Memorial Day weekend completely free so we can be there for the whole shebang.

We arrived just after lunch on Sunday and were immediately enveloped in an atmosphere of strength and support.  Women kept coming up to us and introducing themselves -- wonderful, positive women who were leading and participating in various workshops throughout the weekend.  The topics of these workshops ranged from straw weaving to kayaking to hiking to homemade lantern making...there was something for every outdoors-lover.  The girls and I immediately joined a straw weaving workshop before I led my own session in narrative writing.

After my workshop, I hung back while the girls attended other workshops so I could concentrate on my upcoming Keynote.  While I was hanging back, I couldn't help but notice how the women had formed friendships with each other over the course of the weekend.  Some of them knew each other from previous years, but many were meeting everyone else for the first time during this Gathering.  Everyone was so genuinely kind with each other; the Gathering was a place of true and positive support.

My Keynote, "Nurturing the Amazon," was received well.  Alex and Sage answered a ton of questions, and we were asked to stay for the talent show that evening.  Though I had a two-hour drive ahead of me, I agreed we would stay and join the festivities.

The talent show was great fun.  Women sang, performed improv, danced, played instruments, and generally kicked it up and had a good time.  I pulled us away from the Gathering at the last possible minute...I really wanted to stay until everyone was ready to go to bed, but I had to be sure I could get home without driving into a tree from fatigue.

I left with the contact information from many of these fabulous females, and I intend to get in touch with every single one of them.

If you are woman and you like to get outside, then by all means, check out this group.  There is probably a chapter near you...and even if there isn't, the adventure and the camaraderie is well worth the travel.

www.womenoutdoors.org

Monday, June 6, 2016

Highpoint: Oregon. Mt. Hood -- 11,245 feet. May 25, 2016

Alex's account of this climb can be found here.

Our first technical peak!

This was very, very different from what we are used to.

I have been hiking weekly with the girls for eight years.  For each and every one of our previous hikes, we have had the luxury of picking and choosing our days; if the forecast called for storms, no worries, we could wait and hike as soon as the skies cleared.  Also, I have been in charge of the girls (though, as the girls have gotten older, they have been more and more in charge of themselves).  We have never before needed or used a guide, we have never before had to rely on anyone but ourselves for the thousand+ peaks each of the girls have ascended.

It was therefore quite a change for me to completely hand over the reins to someone else.  To put the lives of my children in the hands/rope of a total stranger...well, that doesn't come naturally to a mother, especially one who has repeatedly led her children through the wilderness since 2008.  It was necessary, however, because there is no way I personally could have gotten my children to the summit of Mt. Hood and back.  I don't have the mountaineering skills required for this kind of peak.  It would have been suicidal for me to NOT have handed over the control to someone else.  I know this, of course.  YET it was a strange feeling to step back and simply follow.  Necessary -- absolutely, of course, and I am grateful to Timberline Mountain Guides for being willing to take Alex, Sage, and me to the summit.  They are a first-class outfit, and our guide, Tico, knew Hood like the back of his hand.  It was because of Tico that we reached the summit and returned to the lodge without encountering any difficulties whatsoever.  I am just acknowledging the fact that this was a first for me -- and, if we continue to highpoint, then I will need to get very used to that feeling, since we would need to be guided for Gannett, Granite, and Rainier (I am not even considering Denali unless/until we get the others first).

Let me back up, however, to our arrival at Timberline Lodge.  The Lodge is right at the base of Hood, and Timberline Mountain Guides occupies an office at the Wy'East Building, which is on the other side of the parking lot from the lodge.  Staying at the lodge is expensive, but we considered this trip a vacation so I didn't mind booking a room.



The exterior of Timberline Lodge was used to represent The Overlook
in Kubrick's film version of Stephen King's The Shining.


Here's the link to the Lodge if you want more information on the building/rooms/reservation process.

Inside the building, on the second floor, these words adorn the giant chimney --


We arrived at the lodge a full day before our training session, so we had an entire morning and afternoon to acclimate.  Hood is only 11,245 feet, but still...we live at 1200 feet...I therefore had us board the ski lift and hang out at the top so we could spend as many hours as possible as high as possible (which was, for us at the top of the ski lift, 7500 feet).

The girls at 7500 feet, the summit of Hood in the background.
The drill is not ours.

Making snowpeople while acclimating.


The next day was Training Day.  This meant meeting our guide for the first time, going through a gear-check, and hitting the nearby slopes for some foot and rope work.

We took a ten-minute walk to a slope nearby the Pacific Crest Trail.  You can see part of the trail in the photo below.


Training consisted of learning various steep-slope walking techniques, with and without ice axes and with and without ropes (but always with crampons).  The weather was less than ideal...we experienced cold, driving rain most of the day.



We also practiced self-arrest techniques.





Around 1 or 2pm, Tico dismissed us for the day and told us to meet him at 2:30am at a specific place to catch the snow cat up to 8500 feet.  Timberline has access to the snowcat, which is nice...unguided climbers have to walk from Timberline Lodge to the 8500 ft mark, which adds 2500 feet of elevation gain and about 2 miles to their day.

Back at the Lodge after training, before removing our gear.
The girls and I never allowed ourselves to get used to the time change from EST.  We had gone to bed at 7pm the previous couple of nights and woken at 5am the following mornings.  Therefore, getting to bed at 6pm the night before summit day felt more or less natural.  We woke at 1:45 am to get the alpine start, but we had gotten almost 8 hours of sleep, so we didn't feel all that tired.

We readied ourselves as quietly as we could in our room at Timberline Lodge (the walls are very thin, so I hope we did not wake our neighbors) and headed out to Wy'East.

Sage getting on her harness while waiting for our guide and the snow cat.

We shared the snow-cat with another group and rode to 8500 feet.  We passed several other climbers who were walking steadfastly with their thumbs sticking out hitch-hiker style.  :)

Once out of the snow cat, we donned crampons and headlamps.  We were already above the clouds, and the stars -- and Mars! -- were out and shining brightly.  Mars was a red pinprick in the sky.  It was all incredibly gorgeous, and both Alex and I tried to take photos but of course they didn't turn out very well.  I am not good with nighttime photography.

We started up the first part of our climb, Tico telling us to stay directly behind him, in a straight line, and to step where he stepped.  Instead of heading straight up the steep slope, which is how our trails are in NH, Tico created switchbacks.  The pace was slow and steady.  The sun came out not long after we finished the first, moderate portion of the climb, and we continued on our way.  Tico did not want to take many breaks, which was fine with us since we don't take any breaks when hiking in NH.  His slow pace prevented us from getting tired and from having any negative altitude issues...in fact, none of us felt the altitude at all on this hike.  I say "slow pace," and it was, but because Tico kept the pace steady, we actually finished our entire hike on the early side (no need for long breaks).


Once the sun was out, we were able to take photos here and there.  Sometimes we'd take photos of what was ahead of us, and sometimes we'd turn and take photos of what we'd just climbed.


We reached an area that is known, I think, as the Devil's Kitchen and took a very short break.  We were close to a volcanic vent which continuously let out steam and emitted a lovely sulfur smell.  Tico explained how we would go around this vent, to the right, even though everyone else was going to the left (he felt his way had the minimal avalanche danger).  Once up a short but sleep stope, we would be on a flat section next to what is known as Crater Rock.

Looking down from what I believe is Devil's Kitchen




Blurry volcanic vent (sorry for the unclear photo)

"Cheese" photo on Devil's Kitchen



Hood's shadow

Heading up after taking another very short rest near Crater Rock

After Crater Rock, we ascended via the Old Chute.  Tico roped us together for this section, using a "short rope."  Once to the top of the chute, we ascended up a very short, but very steep section that required us to climb with our ice ax and become quadrupeds for a bit.  Once at the top of that section, we could see the summit straight ahead.

Note the cornice!  
On we went...


Summit!





Views!  That clear mountain in the distance is called Mt. Adams.  Mt. Rainier is to the left of it, fainter and with more snow up top.


After perhaps 20 minutes of lounging (it was warm up top!!  Upper 20s or so...downright balmy compared to what we are used to!), we headed back down the mountain.


Another group on their way up.

That other group had come up from the east side, which is a more technical route
Once back at the upper part of the chute, we waited for another guide (with a different group of people) to secure a rope.  Instead of just climbing down this part, Tico decided to belay us for extra safety.  Down we went...when we got to the bottom of the steepest section (the fifty feet or so we had earlier climbed with our ice ax), Alex clipped us in to an anchor and we waited while Tico descended. 

Waiting while the rope is secured.
Walking down the rest of Old Chute was the most difficult part of the day for me.  It wasn't physically difficult, but it was mentally challenging.  We were on a short rope, and Tico had us walking straight down the mountain.  He had us if one of us slipped...and sometimes, one of us would indeed slip...but psychologically, having to walk straight down an extremely steep slope with a deadly cliff at the bottom was unnerving.  I got used to it, though.  I went from going too slowly to going too quickly...Tico went from telling me to hurry up to telling me to slow down.  Eventually, we all got down to the Crater Rock area and relaxed.

Taking a break on the descent.

Looking back to Old Chute

The next part of our descent

Still hanging out by Crater Rock

A clear picture of the volcano doing its thing

Sage took this photo of Mt. Jefferson
Heading down from Crater Rock felt fairly trivial.  I quickly got used to the straight-down-the-steep-slope technique and we walked, unroped, back to where the snow cat had dropped us off earlier.


A delayering break.  Sage is telling us some facts about stars and planets.



We walked past the place where we had been dropped off and continued the one or two easy miles back to the lodge.

It had been a successful summit...none of us felt like it had been strenuous.  Thanks to the snow cat, our elevation gain had been under 3000 feet, which is like hiking an easy-to-moderate 4K in the Whites.  Mileage was only about 5 (?) miles roundtrip..?  The terrain had been new to us, though -- that is where the challenge had been, in learning how to maneuver in that particular terrain.

We returned our gear, thanked our guide, and returned to the lodge to bask in a sumptious post-hike meal.



The next morning, we had a great view of Hood from our window...


...and here's a shot from just outside the lodge.


We got so lucky with weather on this trip!  All week long, right before our summit day, there had been storms storms storms.  Then, on our summit day -- absolutely perfect weather and crystal-blue skies.  I am so grateful for that!

This makes 46 highpoints for us.  We don't yet know if we will continue...we have to discuss some things and see what we feel like doing.  Highpointing has been great fun and we are so grateful for the time we've had doing it.  Not knowing how to navigate the terrain on your own takes some of the fun out of it, though.  That's nothing against our guides -- Timberline is excellent and we are glad we used them -- it's just that we don't have the skills to climb unassisted, so being guided feels a bit like cheating to us.  Other people are guided on summits all the time and it doesn't bother them, so maybe it SHOULDN'T bother us.  I have climber friends who keep telling me to learn all the necessary rope skills during winter here in the Whites and then just take the girls myself...but....ummm...no.  We are busy with schoolwork and extracurriculars and hiking, and I don't see me having the time to learn all that I'd need to know to do an unassisted technical climb of a glaciated peak like, say, Rainier.  If I had nothing else going on with my life then sure, I could probably learn over the next few winters.  I am busy, however, and peaks like Rainier are not to be trifled with...I would be foolish NOT to employ first-rate guides.

So this may or may not be the end of our highpointing...time will tell.  I am grateful we had such perfect weather for our summit day, and I am grateful to Timberline Mountain Guides for making sure we got to the summit and back safely.