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 knew Hood like the back of his hand. 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, our guide 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.|
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, our guide 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, our guide created switchbacks. The pace was extremely 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. Our guide did not want to take many breaks, which was fine with us since we don't take any breaks when hiking in NH. His very 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 the pace was 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. Our guide 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|
|Heading up after taking another very short rest near Crater Rock|
After Crater Rock, we ascended via the Old Chute. We roped 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!|
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, our guide 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 our guide descended.
|Waiting while the rope is secured.|
|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|
|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 winter 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.