We have a mountain nearby called Mt Rose which is very similar in size to Mt San Jacinto, and the route to the top is also similar to the San Jacinto climb from the tram station. I have topped Mt Rose many times in the summer.
This weekend I decided to finally tackle Mt Rose in the winter. I pulled out my crampons and fitted them to the boots I bought a couple years ago. I set out on the well-trod boot track before dawn and it didn’t take long for me to become completely frustrated and exhausted negotiating the boot track. It was of course hard and uneven where people had walked, but the moment you stepped off you sank up to your knees. A mile and a half into the five mile ascent I decided I wasn’t enjoying myself and sat down to take a breather before heading back.
I did enjoy that part, though. Unlike on, for example, the Baldy trail I could sit there for half an hour and not a single person came by. It was quiet, no wind, no highway sounds, the best aspect of being outside in the forest.
But I wondered whether this is it for me and winter mountaineering. I will be 64 years old this year and I think I am in pretty good shape. I commute to work by bicycle three miles each way almost every day, which isn’t a lot but it’s more cardio than most people my age get. But I was just so frustrated yesterday on the trail.
We are getting a couple of big storms in the next two weeks and after they blow through I think I will give myself one more try with Mt Rose in the winter. If I fail again I guess I’m hanging up my crampons for good.
BTW, this doesn’t mean I stay out of the mountains in winter. There are lots of great snow hikes around here, on boots, snowshoes or skis, and I try to get out as often as possible. But high winter mountaineering, like Baldy and Rainier and Whitney, might be in my past.

