Mt. McKinley-1/13/13
Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 10:58 am
There are some hikers who are just boys and spend time trying to hike simple peaks in the Southland or think that the Sierra is the definition of adventure. Then there are the men who understand adventure and head to distant locations and climb real mountains such as McKinley.
This was to be a winter ascent which only the fool-hardy would attempt. Contrary to popular opinion you do not need any acclimation to attempt this peak, this has been some BS that climbers have sold to newbies to keep them out. I left from sea level and was at the TH at 0930. I was surprised to see so many people at base camp. I even noticed a family with a 8 year old girl, very foolish.
I was the only hiker who would actually attempt the summit that day. I began a long climb up a steep ridge. This is a good moment to mention that Al Gore is right, global warming is an indisputable fact. There was no snow during my entire ascent with only a smattering of snow on the North Face. This also makes me question if Gore did not perhaps also invent the Internet, an inconvenient truth?
I finally reached the top of the ridge and started following it to the next ridge that would take me to the summit. This section had nice drop-offs and if there had been snow would have been much more dangerous probably taking me an extra hour or so with my superior mountaineering skills. At this point all foot prints had disappeared and I realized I was hiking on virgin territory probably not hiked in months.
The wind started picking up and I got blasted by Arctic air that felt like a hug from a sumo wrestler. I continued struggling against the elements until I could see McKinley clearly in front of me. From here I crossed over the old eroded trail to the SW ridge. A long steep climb over crumbly rock was required where any slip could be the difference between instant death and success.
I finally made it to the top, success in just over two hours!! An incredible feat that I could put down as a pioneering accomplishment. Imagine my disappointment when I noticed that someone had been up here only two weeks prior. Damn another strong explorer had challenged McKinley in the middle of the winter and had lived to tell the story. My disappointment was great but I still felt that my accomplishment was something that would be discussed for many years to come.
This was to be a winter ascent which only the fool-hardy would attempt. Contrary to popular opinion you do not need any acclimation to attempt this peak, this has been some BS that climbers have sold to newbies to keep them out. I left from sea level and was at the TH at 0930. I was surprised to see so many people at base camp. I even noticed a family with a 8 year old girl, very foolish.
I was the only hiker who would actually attempt the summit that day. I began a long climb up a steep ridge. This is a good moment to mention that Al Gore is right, global warming is an indisputable fact. There was no snow during my entire ascent with only a smattering of snow on the North Face. This also makes me question if Gore did not perhaps also invent the Internet, an inconvenient truth?
I finally reached the top of the ridge and started following it to the next ridge that would take me to the summit. This section had nice drop-offs and if there had been snow would have been much more dangerous probably taking me an extra hour or so with my superior mountaineering skills. At this point all foot prints had disappeared and I realized I was hiking on virgin territory probably not hiked in months.
The wind started picking up and I got blasted by Arctic air that felt like a hug from a sumo wrestler. I continued struggling against the elements until I could see McKinley clearly in front of me. From here I crossed over the old eroded trail to the SW ridge. A long steep climb over crumbly rock was required where any slip could be the difference between instant death and success.
I finally made it to the top, success in just over two hours!! An incredible feat that I could put down as a pioneering accomplishment. Imagine my disappointment when I noticed that someone had been up here only two weeks prior. Damn another strong explorer had challenged McKinley in the middle of the winter and had lived to tell the story. My disappointment was great but I still felt that my accomplishment was something that would be discussed for many years to come.