Summiting Sniktau In January, Like a Little Bit of Everest (sort of)

Ah it was good to get out again. It had been months since I had been in the mountains and I had been trying to hike Mt. Sniktau for weeks. I wanted to climb this peak on New Years eve but the weather simply would not cooperate. But finally it all looked good for Jan 9.

I would be hiking with a new partner. John Nibarger. Don (my usual climbing partner) was unfortunately not available and John and I wanted to get out. So when the weather cleared, we were off.

John and I wanted to get out early to avoid ski traffic and to catch the sunrise. We left around 5ish and made it to Loveland Pass about 6:30. Another 30 minutes of getting our gear on and we were ready to walk. We were just a little late to catch the sun where we wanted it but we still got a great sunrise.

Sunrise from Loveland Pass looking South towards Keystone

John and I ground our way up the nearly 900 feet to the ridge from the pass. Its always fun on this hike to hop out of your car and grind up 900 feet. We attained the top of the ridge in a relatively short time except for several photo stops on the way up.

The Top of the Ridge at Just Under 13,000 feet. The Sun is Just Rising Above Torreys Peak

We turned North and headed along the ridge towards a few sub-peaks, another 13er, and finally Sniktau. The temperature was around 0 degrees F and the winds were light to moderate. The sky was brilliantly clear.

John with the Snow Covered Backdrop

As long as you were moving it was not too cold. Actually, for Sniktau in the Winter, the weather was incredible.

We ascended the final 13er before Sniktau and headed down the last saddle. From here it was a straight forward climb through hard pack snow, scoured rock, and sastrugi.

Mt. Sniktau Rises in the Distance from its Neighboring 13er

We began the relatively easy climb up through the snow and rock. We were cautious not to get too close to the cornice to the right of our route. From the bottom of the saddle it was relatively easy to pick out  a line to the summit. The snow was all solid. John cut up towards the right side staying mostly in snow.

John Cuts Up a Direct Line to the Summit Just above the Rocks

I took a line to the left through the rocks more on the trail but it did not really matter. It was all solid.

After a few minutes of climbing the final pitch we were nearly on the summit. The weather was still great. Cold and breezy at times but clear. We popped up on to the summit about 90 minutes after leaving the trail head.

John Summits at Around 9:30 AM

John got to the summit a bit before me as I hung back to breath and take pictures. It was a great day and a fantastic climb.

View From the Top. Grizzly Peak, (foreground left) and Cupid (foreground center)

 

 

John at the Summit

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Me at the Summit…Yeah!

The return climb was pretty straight forward following our ascent path. It was still cold but rapidly warmed up as we descended from the ridge back down to Loveland Pass. It actually got warm enough that I had to take off my gloves and loosen my jacket. At this time the pass was packed with people, tourists, skiers a plenty. It was about 11AM and John and I were headed to Tommyknockers for a beer and lunch.

Tommyknockers in Idaho Springs. It was a Lot More Crowded When we Left at about 12:30

James Peak – Its Surprisingly Provides a Lot of Solitude…Above the Glacier

James Peak is a solid hike. It has a lot logistically going for it. Its close to Denver, and it has a paved road all the way to its St. Marys trailhead. It even has paid parking and a crapper at the trailhead.

But its also a great scenic hike as well. It is not particularly difficult and certainly nothing technical, at least on its normal route. But the views afforded from James Peak’s broad summit are outstanding stretching North to Longs Peak and South along the Skyline Traverse (Parry, Eva, Flora, and Co Mines Peaks) and beyond to Grays/Torreys and Evans. Quite a lot to take in actually on a clear day as we had.

Joining the great ranks of the unemployed recently, I took it upon myself, when not involved in the activities of finding a new job, to take a least a little free time for some hiking. I was originally going to do this hike during the week. But James had been discussed as the perfect reunion hike for my Spring Wilderness Trekking School (WTS) class so I thought I would try it on a weekend and see who I could rope in with me. So, with short notice I sent the invite out to the class. Unfortunately, on such short notice only one of my ex-pupils, Elizabeth, was able to make the hike.

I have only been to St. Marys in the early Spring when the glacier (to be geographically correct I should note here that St. Marys is not really a glacier but rather a permanent snow field) is in full form with a hefty load of snow. Actually, several times I have been to the glacier, usually for WTS Snow Day, the snow load was actually being added to by a winter storm with winds howling.

Elizabeth (E) and I met at 5:30am and arrived at the paid parking around 6:30am. Right on our schedule. We got our gear together and departed towards the trail head.

We trudged up the road following the trail that looked unfamiliar to me as it had no snow. As we arrived at the St. Marys Lake we were greeted by a site that I have never seen (and hope never to see again) in the mountains.

There was a large group of about 20 guys, say around college age or so. They all looked normal…except for two guys who were apparently naked, signing, and doing a little dance.

Now mind you I don't often pine to look at naked guys (never actually) but this was like a train wreck. I was psychologically compelled to look. Then I noticed that the two guys were not really naked. They were mostly naked but they had on skin colored underwear.

So onward E and I hiked past this unusual spectacle as the two almost naked guys kept up their singing and dancing.

We could both see that the glacier was substantially smaller than in the early spring and provided access to its upper reaches on rock on the glacier’s right side.

A Much Reduced St. Marys Glacier Accentuated by Fall Color

We climbed to the base of the glacier and decided to climb up the rocks on the glacier’s right. The “snow” at this time of day was solid ice and didn't offer a very good purchase.

It was windy from the lake up to the lower portion of the glacier. I began to worry that it would be just a heck of a windy day up higher and particularly on the peak.

The Remnants of St. Marys in Late Summer

There was a faint but followable trail on the right side of the snow so E and I made out way up on rock instead of ice. The trail was descent if not hard to follow at times but did get you up the steepest portion of this climb quickly.

The Upper Portion of the Glacier Narrows Considerably Before Disappearing

The glacier continues up its steep slope becoming progressively narrower until it finally peters out all together. From here E and I simply climbed out of the snowless gully and popped out onto the relatively vast and level “Jamaica Plain.”

James Peak Finally Visible (on right) From the Broad and Flat Jamaica Plan

So far E and I had only seen the people at St. Marys Lake and one other hiker who was heading up the glacier. Solitude indeed. The wind had become calm. The morning light was great. And the temps cool. It looked to be a great day.

E and I crossed the plain at a good clip. The only tricky part of this hike is crossing a road that bisects Jamaica Plain. I am not sure why this was unclear to me but the trail was not abundantly obvious after crossing the road. We could see the trail in the distance and some signage. So I just headed for the sign and picked up the trail easily and headed of towards the peak in the distance.

After crossing the plain the trail cuts to the Southwest to a steep overlook of Loch Lomond, Ice, Ohman, Stewart, and Reynolds Lakes. All magnificent hanging lakes tucked into a glacial gorge. The view into the gorge and these lakes is rugged and magnificent.

Ice Lake Just Visible Nestled Against the Base of Mt. Bancroft

We continued through 12,600 feet up the sloping side of James Peak following the great trail towards the summit now well within view. The weather was still perfect. It was a little breezy and chilly. While comfortable for hiking we both had to wear gloves.

The Weather Still Perfect. Cairns Mark the Great Trail to James Peak Summit in the Near Distance

The last bit of the climb, while steeper just below the summit is really not that difficult. This 8 mile round trip hike really doles out the 2,900 feet of elevation gain gently.

E and I motored efficiently up this last section and hiked right on up to the broad sloping summit. It was just before 10am as we walked onto the summit. We found a rather large stone shelter, put our gear down, and meandered about the summit taking in the views and snapping images.

This was E’s first 13er and she was quite pleased. She had done great.

Elizabeth has a Rare Outburst of Emotion as She Celebrates Her First 13er

 

And the Summit Shot With Both of Us, 13,294 Feet

We both relaxed, ate, and took in the incredible views and the fine weather. It was till only a  bit after 10:00am and we had the summit to ourselves, for the time being.

The View to the South. Bancroft in the Foreground and Grays and Torreys Way Out in the Background

After about 30 minutes a couple came up to the summit with two dogs. They made a bee line for another shelter on the summit and settled in. Another person showed up shortly after that with yet another dog. As E and I did not have a dog we felt uncomfortable and decided it was time to head back to the glacier.

The trip down was great. Relatively easy hiking, great weather, and good company. We had the same trouble finding the trail as it crossed the jeep road, which at this time of day had jeeps on it. We corrected our navigational errors and were soon back on the trail heading back to the glacier.

We descended towards St. Marys Lake. This time we stayed on the actual glacier as the snow/ice had softened in the sun and provided a bit easier walking than the loose talus and scree.

As we descended towards the lake we were surprised to see a bunch of people. All sorts. No mostly naked frat boys. But a rather broad cross section of outdoor enthusiasts from families to groups heading up the glacier for a few moments of summer skiing. It was actually quite crowded.

The views of St Marys Lake, The glacier, and some Fall aspens were beautiful.

St. Marys Over the Toe of the Glacier in Late Morning

 

Fall Colors Accent an Already Incredible View

We walked on out to the truck and headed into Idaho Springs for a beer and lunch at Tommyknockers. A great finish.

James Peak is really a great hike. E and I had a fantastic time hiking together and sharing a relaxed scenic outdoor adventure. Good Times!

GPS Track Data for the James Peak Hike. Red is Route Up. Blue Route Down.

Pikes Peak – There Really is a Coffee (and Donut) Shop On Top

I think everyone has joked about the proverbial “Coffee Shop” at the top of any given 14er that one happens to be climbing. The funniest part of the joke now, is that on top of Pikes Peak there really is a coffee shop…and a donut shop, and soup/chili in a bread bowl cafe, and a full on gift shop…

When we decided to climb Pikes I was prepared for a bizarre mix of 14er climbing and kitschy Park Service marketing and sales. And actually we did get all of that. But, I was not expecting the beauty and uniqueness that the Crags to Pikes summit hike delivered. While the attainment of the final summit is truly an exercise in surreal outdoor activities, Pikes is ultimately a very worthy hike.

Don and I left the Denver area relatively early on August 28th as we wanted to get a campsite at the Crags Campground. Being a Friday, we thought that the spots may go fast.

We arrived around 4ish and found a great camp spot. Don and I set up our tents and generally got everything set up. It was a really nice spot near a small stream. We had time before dinner so we both kicked back for a bit and and relaxed and did some reading.

Don and I Relax in Some Lounge Chairs. Ahhhhh…Camping

Around 5:00pm we both headed into Woodland Park for dinner. We returned to the camp site and eventually headed into our respective tents for a 5am wakeup call.

The forecast for the 29th was generally good with the familiar prediction of thunderstorms after 12pm. We wanted to get started early so that we would be out of the donut shop by noon to avoid any thunderstorms while we were still near the summit.

Don Geared Up and Waiting (Impatiently) at the Trailhead

We unnecessarily drove the few hundred yards from our camp site to the Crags Campground Trailhead. Even at this early hour all the parking spots were taken and we had to park along the road.

Oddly there were a few camp sites immediately next to the trailhead parking area. While the camp sites were indeed esthetically pleasing, I can’t imagine how miserable it would be to have throngs of hikers and their vehicles parading just a few feet from your head. But hey…Its only $12.00 bucks.

We started the hike through some very pleasant pine forest as we gently ascended towards the summit, still miles (many miles) away.

Well Watered Pine Forest Near the Beginning of the Hike from the Crags

The trail eventually starts to climb steeply as it nears tree line. It winds and switch-backs around some very beautiful scenery. I don't particularly like to hike that much in the trees. But this trail and setting was rather pleasant.

An Interesting, Rocky, and Beautiful Hike in Tree line

The Crags Trail Finally Busts Out Above Tree Line But there is Still Plenty of Steep Hiking Ahead

Don and I climbed steeply in this section and finally broke out from tree line. There are two steep sections on the Crags Trail. These two steep sections are separated by rather generous and generally flat hiking sections. The first steep section starts below tree line and leads to a saddle at around 12,500 feet. The second steep section is just below the summit.

Looking Back Towards Tree Line From Below the Saddle near 12,500 Feet

Looking up at the Saddle with Pikes Peak Summit Just Visible Poking Up in the Distance

We attained the saddle and finally had a good view at of Pikes Peak Summit. This next approximately two mile section stretches from the saddle all the way to the summit base and winds through some very interesting rocky terrain, prominent rock ribs, alpine meadows, construction zones, Pikes Peak road. You know, the usual stuff you see on a 14er. The trail also winds around Devils Playground. An area so named because of the high number of lightning strikes that this prominence receives.

Devil’s Playground. You Don't Want to be Here During a Thunder Storm, Unless You Want to be Turned Into Carbon.

We both tooled comfortably along this relatively easy and very scenic section. We chatted with some nice folks that we were leapfrogging on the trail and just generally enjoyed ourselves.

This Part of the Trail is a Scenic and Easy Cruise

Magnificent Rocks Ribs Cross the Trail

This section also parallels the road for short distances. It is really more odd than unpleasant. It just seams somehow wrong to see cars whizzing by kicking up dust and exhaust as they too struggle their way to the summit festivities.

Pikes Peak Road Just After Devil’s Playground. The Trails Wraps Around the Left of the Road and Heads Up the Hill.

Don and I continued along the obvious trail, which was punctuated by overly large and abundant cairns. I am not sure why the trail is so ridiculously well marked. I mean Erik Weihenmayer (http://www.touchthetop.com/) could follow this trail.

The Obvious Trail Marked by the Completely Unnecessary, Abundant, and Large Cairns With the Summit Towering in the Background

The two of us quickly crossed this final gentle section of the trail and made our way to the second and last steep section, the final summit push consisting of about 800 feet of rocky (but not technical) climbing to Pikes Peak summit.

The Base of the Final Pitch to the Summit

This final steep section is really your last grasp of “normal” 14er reality. At the top of this pitch, at the summit, things will change rather abruptly and somewhat unexpectedly.

The final pitch is typical steep summit-push boulders and talus. Its fun picking your way through the abundant cairns and the well formed trail.

Again, Giant Cairns Make Route Finding on the Final Pitch Somewhat Academic

So here you are picking your way up the trail laid into the red jagged rock of the summit. Passing cairns. Seeing people behind you struggling below up the same trail segments that you had just completed in the thin atmosphere at 14,000+ feet. Your thoughts turn towards the summit that is just 100 feet above you. As you continue to climb you look up to see where the next portion of the trail is and you see…A friggin guard rail. And the road.

The Last Bit of the Hike and the Visitor’s Center on the Summit Just Visible in the Left of the Image

As you push up over the last steep part you can finally see the complex at the summit that consists of an Army High Altitude Research building and the larger (huge really) Visitors Center.

Here is something You Don't See On Every 14er. Or really Any Other 14er. Cars, Tour Vehicles, Non-Athletic People Eating Donuts, and so on.

Don and I topped out over the edge and strolled across the parking lot (yes…parking lot) to the visitors center (VC) for a hardy bowl of soup/chili in a bread bowl and some of those world famous Pikes Peak donuts.

When we arrived at the VC it was absolutely packed with people. The Cog Railway train was in station. When the train left about 25 minutes later most of the people left and the VC was much less crowded.

Don pushed his way towards the counter to order lunch. I miraculously found a table and took off my pack and stowed gear.

It Really is Hard to Beat Soup in a Bread Bowl and the Donuts Really are Quite Good. Beats a Crescent Shaped Rock Shelter.

The soup was really quite good and the donuts excellent. I had the chicken noodle soup and Don had the chili. I must say that a carb laden bowl of soup hit the spot.

We both sat and ate and enjoyed the accommodations. The Cog Railway Train left and the VC cleared out. After we were done we wondered around the VC looking for souvenirs but found none. Finally we wondered outside to take the summit shot and then head down the mountain.

There Are Two of these Signs on the Summit, One in Front and Another in the Back. So if one of them has a line you can Just Try the Other Sign for that Memorable Summit Picture.

Rested and Well Fed. Now We Had to Get the Heck Off the Summit as Thunderstorms Drifted In

With the summit shot in the can, we noted that the weather had deteriorated rather quickly (as it so often does in the mountains) and we anxiously started to head past the Army Research Building and ultimately down the trail home.

Within a few minutes we heard the first peel of thunder. It was a ways off and appeared to come from an isolated cell south of the summit. I kept and eye on the cell and it was definitely moving away. However, the atmosphere was becoming less stable with the afternoon heating and we could tell there would be more storms.

For a good part of the hike from the summit base to near Devil’s Playground the weather was ok. But it became much more sinister quickly as we approached Devil’s Playground and the very exposed saddle that we still had to cross.

At one point Don looked out and observed that the weather now looked like Wizard of Oz $#@&!. And it did. With the weather closing in we finally crossed the saddle and headed rapidly down towards to tree line.

It rained lightly and there was quite a bit of distant lightning and thunder. We dove down into tree line and relaxed a bit. At one point within tree line we were making relaxed conversation when there was a bright flash behind us and nearly instantaneous thunder. Both of us nearly browned out.

We decided to make double (or even triple) time and I did something I rarely do. I ran like a frightened school girl. I looked at my altimeter and noted that we were descending at 100 feet per minute.

To make a long story short we didn't get turned into carbon and actually that lighting bolt was the last close one we had that day. Don and I finished the hike and headed back to camp to pack up.

Over all with all the crazy stuff at the summit, Pikes is really a very interesting and scenic hike. Its no Wetterhorn, but it it has its own unique charms.

The GPS route below shows a total hiking distance of 13 miles and a bit over 4,000 feet of elevation gain.

GPS route for Pikes Peak from the Crags Campground

Mt. Audubon - Its Like Comfort Food for a Hiker

Climbing Mt. Audubon is like visiting an old friend. Audubon was the first “high” peak that I climbed way back in 1998, a year after I moved to Colorado from Maryland. As Audubon is my first high peak, I hold a special affection for it. Audubon however, is an excellent mountain in its own right. Its a beautiful hike through some of the best of the Indian Peaks and gives the hiker views of some rugged front range terrain including spectacular Longs Peak.

I recently found myself with an unusual amount of free time during the week. I wanted to find a way to clear my head and started thinking of some logistically easy hikes I might do nearby. I wanted to do a solo hike. My personal rule for solo hiking is to only climb something I have hiked before. Going solo on a familiar hike can help reduce surprises and ameliorate some of the risk.

The week of the 17th looked like great weather that would be stable for days. So everything looked like it would come together on Thursday the 20th for a hike.

Wednesday evening I drove up to Brainard Lake hoping to find a spot at Pawnee Campground. I arrived at about 8:00pm. While driving into the campground I saw a huge moose meandering down the road. I have never seen a moose in the wild before and this was pretty cool. I found a first come first served camp site. Set up my tent and went to sleep.

I was on the trail by about 6:30am Thursday morning. The weather looked incredible. I started up the wooded trail with not a soul in site.

The Start of the Excellent Trail Below Tree Line

The trail starts out relatively easy through the trees. Soon enough however you encounter switchbacks that elevate you quickly taking you to the edge of tree line and some great views.

Some of the Incredible Scenery you are Treated to Just Before you Start Ascending the First Switchbacks

One of the Lower Switchbacks

This first set of switchbacks puts the hiker onto a broad shoulder of Audubon where tree line abruptly ends at about 11,500 feet. From this point the trail weaves around some magnificent krumholtz in a predominantly rock and boulder strewn alpine tundra.

The End Of Tree Line in Thick Krumholtz

Wind Sculpted Krumholtz

The Change From Trees to Rock at Around 11,500 feet

The trail maintains its rockiness from this point to the summit. It is well maintained and very straight forward. Even when the trail is mostly dirt it is still well peppered with rocks.

The trail had been very rutted out in the past as I remember. It appears now that there has been some trail work to fill in the ruts and uses less erosion-prone material (i.e. rock).

The Rocky Trail and Your First Views of Audubon (tall peak left of the snow field)

As you hike up to 12,000 feet you are treated to fantastic views of the Indian Peaks Wilderness and all the way into Rocky Mountain Nat. Park.

Longs Peak Looms in the Distance

The trail continues to wind higher and higher on a rocky trail. There is another set of switchbacks at around 12,000 feet that leads you across a talus field then back into the alpine tundra. The obvious trail continues to a broad saddle between the base of the final bouldery pitch of Audubon and Point 12,706. There are good views if you continue Northwest on the saddle to where it drops off steeply.

The Rocky Trail, Well Marked by Cairns, Leads You to a Saddle Between Audubon and Point 12,706

The trail continues to this steep drop of then sort of just fades away. There is however a large cairn on the trail marking were it cuts away Southwest (to the climber’s left) to climb steeply up Audubon a few hundred feet before it fades out. There are a series of large cairns marking this turn leading up the final pitch.

After making the turn, the trail winds up the steep rocky slope of the final pitch on a good trail.

The Rocky Trail is Well Marked By Easily Visible Cairns

After several hundred feet of climbing the final pitch I finally reached the summit of this great peak. And the really great thing was…I was all by myself. Not another soul. I have seen this summit packed with hikers. I had seen three other hikers behind me as I made my way up the trail. For some reason none of them made their way to the summit. So for 45 blissful minutes I had this large summit to myself.

There had been a pretty cold wind blowing on my ascent. Especially after I made it to the saddle. However, there was only a light breeze on the summit.

Me, With the Summit to Myself

From Audubon there are incredible views in every direction including Longs, Toll, Paiute, Pawnee Peaks.

Looking in the Direction of Toll and Pawnee Peaks

Longs Peak, Way Background on the Right and Upper Coney Lake

It was finally time to head back down and back to the rest of the world. The weather was still perfect and I felt great. I headed back down to the trail head and my truck. I only saw a few people on the way back. Coming back to Audubon was truly like seeing an old friend again.

GPS Track for August 20, 2009

Castle and Conundrum Peaks – No Summits, But We Did Get Really Cold and Wet

Castle Peak is arguable the easiest 14er in the Elk Range. I have climbed this peak in the past and found it quite fun. However, on the 14th and 15th, the weather, that has been so darn reliable this season, was not to cooperate.

I met a group of mostly Colorado Mt. Club (CMC) hikers and others including my longtime hiking friend Don for this hike as it was arranged by another friend Norm. Don and I drove up Castle Creek Road to meet the rest of the group at a trail head around 11,400 feet. The road to that point clearly did require a decent 4X4. But the road/trail is not as bad as some would have you believe from the trip reports.

Camp at 11,400 Feet

My Tent and View at the Camp Site. There were Several Streams in this Area like the One Pictured in the Background

In fact, one person in our group, Robert, drove all the way up to the trail head in a Honda CRV packed with four people. See details later in this blog.

We decided on an early start due to the really crappy weather forecast calling for a 50% chance of rain and thunder storms. We hoped, (in retrospect our hopes now seem based on the optimism of foolish youth) that perhaps the forecast may have a window of opportunity that would allow us unfettered access to these two summits. We did not have to wait long for the bad weather. We all turned in around 9ish PM Friday evening and we were lolled to sleep by lightning, thunder, and of course a good rain storm that lasted most of the night.

We awoke on Saturday morning as planned and the rain had stopped. The clouds were, at this point, broken and stars were peaking in and out. This was to be the best weather we would have because conditions deteriorated from here.

Sunrise on the Trail to Castle Peak

We began hiking up the road to wait for the rest of the group at the “official” trailhead where Pearl Pass Road splits off from the mining road that heads up towards Castle Peak. We waited here about 10 minutes for the remainder of the group.

Don, Bob, Robert, and Norm Wait for the Remainder of the Group

Unfortunately, the rest of the group did not show up as they had had a flat tire coming up the road on Friday. We did meet Tiffany and Erin later in the day.

The Whole Day Looked Rather Moist From the Beginning of the Hike

We began hiking up the road into some sloppy and gloomy conditions. It was breezy and cold and alternately spitting rain. Eventually the rain became steady and rather hard. We even heard one rumble of thunder but did not see any lightning.

The Impending Gloom Through Which We Were Ascending

The Group Sizes Up the Situation

Finally the rain became quite hard and steady. We could see the very low clouds whipping over the summits we intended to climb. We also saw a few people passing us as they descended. They had all decided to bail due to the weather.

We eventually climbed to the base of the first basin just below 13,000 feet. At this point in the hike we were becoming pretty miserable, cold and we could see that even if we were able to make the summits, it would not be a pleasant hike. So regrettably we all made the decision to bail.

On the way back down we ran into Tiffany and Erin, who were heading up, and found out about he flat tire. The two ladies continued up the trail and made it to the same point we did at the base of the basin at around 13,000 feet.

It continued to be crappy weather as we walked back down. At times the sun did come out and gave us some short lived hope for the climb, but eventually we resigned ourselves that this would not be the day we would summit Castle and Conundrum Peaks.

This is the Same Spot Shown in the Photo Above, Perhaps about 90 Minutes Later. While it was a Bit Brighter, You can See the Clouds Still Thick Around the High Peaks

As we all walked back to the trail head we decided it would be much more fun to find a place in Glenwood Springs to eat a nice hot and tasty brunch. And that's what we did. It looks like Castle and Conundrum Peaks will have to wait for 2010.

The only impediment to this plan was getting Robert and his Honda CRV across the stream. This crossing was accomplished by connoitering and reconnoitering the approach and exit to the streams and then careful directions to Robert, who eventually negotiated the stream perfectly.

Robert and His CRV Successfully Cross the Stream Across Castle Creek Road

GPS Track for the Castle Conundrum Peaks Attempt

Next up…Pikes Peak!

Uncompahgre Peak – Epitome of Colorado 14ers

Uncompahgre means where water makes rock red…

To say that Uncompahgre Peak is a stunning, incredible, and unique mountain would be to understate this feature of Colorado so severely as to be nearly criminal. In short, this mountain is a feast for the eyes. A song for the ears. And a total hit of speed for the mind. It is incredible and has something for everyone.

I was once at a book signing with the patriarch of Colorado mountaineering and author of the original 14er guidebook, “A Climbing Guide to Colorado's Fourteeners” Walter R. Borneman, when someone asked him what his favorite Colorado 14er is. He answered without hesitation, “Uncompahgre Peak.”

…And now I know why. The climb is straight forward on an excellent trail winding gently thorough some of the finest terrain I have ever seen. Wildlife, waterfalls, high alpine meadows, shear cliffs… There is even a short section of class 2+ to 3 climbing below the summit. Uncompahgre’s summit itself is a huge, broad, and slanting plain that ends in the most terrifying and steep cliff I have ever been near.

Don and I left the Denver area around 2:00pm and headed to Gunnison for dinner. We ate at a place called Pie-Zans New York Pizza. I don't often mention places where we eat. However, I feel that Pie-Zans does merit a mention due to its excellent New York style pizza. We have eaten there pretty much every time we pass through Gunnison on the way to a 14er and it is very reliable.

From Gunnison we made our way south to Lake City and then West to the Nellie Creek Trail Head. The last 4 miles to the actual trail head is pretty rough and steep with two substantial stream crossings.

Besides being an all round good guy, smart, and a fun climbing partner, Don is also the owner of a lifted Jeep Cherokee. If it were not for this fine vehicle there are several 14ers that would not be on my completed list. The Cherokee climbed this road with no problems. In fact, were it not for a short steep and muddy section it would have climbed all four miles in 2 wheel hi.

I highly recommend getting your own good friend with a capable 4 X 4. If you don't have one for Uncompahgre, then you will double your hike from 8 to 16 miles with the first and last 4 miles on this crappy four wheel drive road.

We made the trail head at around 7PM and quickly set up camp in a relatively (sort of) flat area. The weather was perfect and was forecast to be incredible the next day. We set our alarms for 5am the next day for a 6am start.

The Camp Site Near the Trail Head at 11,400 Feet

After a less than good night of sleep I woke up at about 5:16am and both Don and I were ready to go just before 6. The weather was great. It read 32 degrees F in my tent when I woke up. Skies were clear and there was no wind.

Don and I signed into the register and started off the gentle trail that paralleled a small stream into the last of tree line. We were presented with incredible views from the start. We entered a geologically interesting area that looked a bit like Moab as we left the last bit of trees. There were interesting cliffs where giant boulders had cleaved off and rolled into the stream valley. Not while we were there, but we did ponder if we could outrun a several hundred ton boulder careening towards us.

A Boulder Filled Stream Valley with Alpenglow Lighting Uncompahgre in the Distance

Uncompahgre Peak finally made its appearance as we cleared the last of the trees and was dramatically lit by amazing purple and red morning alpenglow. The trail continued to wind around the fallen boulders generally following the stream.

Don and I slowly made our way up the trail. Very slowly. We would walk (literally) maybe about 90 seconds before one of us would look up, see the view and great light, and say, “Sorry I hate to do this again.” The offender would then get out their camera and…Well this went on for a while but it was worth it. Its not that often one is presented with such subject matter.

Finally, after many many pictures we topped out of the valley and entered a broad relatively flat meadow that presented its own picturesque subject matter. The sun was coming up and there was a prominent shadow line sweeping across the meadow and meandering its way slowly towards us.

Uncompahgre Stands in Morning Light while the Shadow is Swept from the Meadow

We continued up the excellent trail gently making its way towards the peak. As we headed into this vast meadow we stopped at the light/shadow terminator for some food and sun block.

The Trail Winds Toward Uncompahgre in the Last of the Early Morning Light

Don and I kept up the pace from here on out. We felt we had doddled enough on the lower portion of the trail. That is not to say we “hurried”, but we did keep up a decent pace with just a few stops here and there for pictures. The weather was so non-threatening as to be completely benign with not a cloud in the sky. That was to change however. As later in the afternoon there were indeed three or four small clouds.

We hiked up to an area that had been closed for the protection of a “Threatened Species.” There was a woman running around in the area with a large butterfly net catching some sort of flying fauna. We found out later from a ranger that she was a grad student doing research on some sort of butterfly.

We continued to climb well above the meadow until we gained a ridge. This ridge, like the summit itself, was gently sloping on one side and a sheer cliff on the other. Into the top of this ridge were cut beautiful “Windows” with views thousands of feet down and out towards the Southwest.

One of the Ridge “Windows” Looking to the Southwest

Finally near the top of this ridge we were finally able to see Wetterhorn and Matterhorn.

Viewing Wetterhorn and Matterhorn Through Another “Window”

This ridge, and the views it offered, were frankly unbelievable in their beauty. I sometimes feel jaded because I have spent so much time in the mountains. Its good to sometimes just take a look at your surroundings and how incomparably incredible they are.

One could also look up at the remainder of the route to Uncompahgre’s summit. From this point you simply ascend the broad ridge to a couple of switch backs where you then cross onto the southern side of the ridge.

Uncompahgre’s Broad Summit Block from near the top of the “Windowed” Ridge

Don and I continued up this steeper portion of the trail to the point where it finally wraps over the ridge and enters a significantly rockier and more rugged portion.

Crossing Over the Ridge - Looking Up at the Rugged Portion of the Hike. Technical Section is Near the Spire at Left in the Background

The hike really got interesting from this point. Not to say that the hike was not interesting until we reached the ridge crest. I just really like hiking in rocky, high, and rugged areas below a summit. Knowing that the summit is very close…

We continued on the Southern portion of the ridge. I stopped a little ahead of Don and was shooting pictures when I heard an unexpected sound. Unexpected is an understatement actually. What I heard was sheep baaing. And when I say sheep I don't mean one. Or a few. I heard LOTS of sheep. I should point out that I was well into the high 13,000 feet at this point. Probably about 13,700ish feet. I really did not expect to hear sheep here.

Looking around I found the source of the sounds. Thousands of feet below me, in a meadow between Matterhorn and myself, were several hundred sheep. (Later to find out from the ranger domestic sheep) Here I was, at nearly 14,000 feet, and I could hear all these sheep baaing and see them walking around. Its was really quite surreal.

Sheep! And lots of them. They are the Very Small White Dots Stippling the Center Portion of the Image Crossing the Gully

With that mystery solved we hiked on. Around the corner we came to the only “technical” portion of the climb. It was a good class 2+ to class 3 section of say 100 feet vertical climb up some loose rock. Not too bad really. Actually fun. This part of the hike wound through an aesthetically rich area generously populated with beautiful spires.

The Short “Technical” Portion of the Climb

At the top of the technical portion you pop out into a somewhat less vertical rocky landscape. You need to look carefully for cairns to find the actual trail that wraps through larger boulders, spires, and rocks.

The Rugged Portion of the Climb Between the Top of the “Technical” Section and the Easier Trail to the Summit

This part of the trail soon exits you to the relatively smooth, more open, and straight forward last pitch to the summit.

The Trail Smoothes out a Bit and is a Little More Straight Forward from Here to the Summit

From this point on it is a very pleasant and easy walk through some interesting terrain and rocks to the summit proper.

The Last Easy Bit to the Summit

The trail flattens out and passes several human built shelters as you near Uncopmpahgre’s Summit. The summit is not obvious from this point. In fact we were hiking along and Don says, “Well there is the register.” And sure enough, the register is sitting there all by itself cabled to a rather unlikely look anchor rock in an area that really didn't not look like a summit.

The Summit of Uncompahgre Peak and the Summit Register. At least the Register had Room to Write Ourselves In

Don and I had the entire vast summit to ourselves. At least for five minutes. Then a younger couple that we had been playing leapfrog with all day came up. Then the gates seemed to open and before we knew it the summit was abuzz with around twenty people. I have know idea what is going on these days on the 14ers. Maybe its the economy. Maybe its something else. But to see this many people on a remote and hard to get to mountain (drive wise) was strange. Its was like Huron all over again. As usual it was a fun crowd. And Uncompahgre’s summit is truly vast so it did not seem crowded.

As I mentioned at the beginning of this entry one side of Uncompahgre is a gentle vast slope. The other side, the Northeast, is the steepest most terrifyingly undercut cliff I have ever ventured near. It was crazy.

This Image Shows How Steep the Northeast Side of Uncompahgre Really is. The Rocks at the Bottom of this Image are What I am Standing on. The Upper Part of the Image is the Base of the Peak…Nearly 2,000 Feet Below

Don and I milled around the summit for a total of about 45 minutes or so. The weather was perfect. A little cool with a pleasant slight breeze. We took tons of pictures and ate lunch. I attacked my sandwich like a pack of wolves on a stinky old corpse. I was starved!

The Author (left) and Don (right) at the Summit with Wetterhorn and Sneffels (way back) in the Background

The Trail Unwinding Far Below Us Showing the Ridge We Ascended and its Magnificent “Windows”

Finally, in no particular hurry, we started to pack up our copious gear and head back down the mountain. There were still plenty of people making their way up. As we descended we ran into Anya the Forestry Ranger and talked to her for quite a while. She told us about the sheep (they were domestic) and the grad student (she had the long butterfly net) and was generally a very nice person to talk to on such a fine day.

Anya the Forest Ranger Just Above the “Technical” Section

The return trip back down to the trail head was beautiful and uneventful except for the views. Uncompahgre is truly a majestic beautiful giant tucked well away within the San Juans.

A Small Cascade with Uncompahgre in the Background

A meandering Stream Spills Down Rocks and Snow Into a Valley

GPS Track for the Uncompahgre Hike

Next hike…Castle and Conundrum Peaks…

Huron Peak. An Oddly Crowded, But a Very Happy Mtn.

July 18, what a great day to be in the mountains. Huron Peak is in a class by itself. It is stuck back and hidden deep within the Sawatch Range but offers a fantastic hike with incredible views. Making Huron even better for me personally is the fact that it was my final Sawatch 14er. I have come to loathe the Sawatch Range. Its 14ers typically command a greater than 4,300 foot ascent. Nasty ascent profiles with countless switchbacks, and sweltering miles of hiking below tree line. And oh yah…there are fifteen 14,000+ foot peaks in the Sawatch Range.

Huron is the queen peak of them all. Don and I started this season off a little late due to other commitments and delays.We rescheduled Huron for July 18th and the weather held. In fact, the weather could not have been better. We drove down through Leadville and out to the Huron trailhead. We arrived about 5pm Friday evening. At that time there were two vehicles in the parking area and no camps set up or other people around. Don and I set up our tents. Our tents ended up smashed together as we were jockeying for level ground.

Camp at the Huron Trail Head

The Views from our Camp Site were Outstanding

We cooked up a spectacular dinner of previously hydrated goo after our camp was squared away. We then wandered about the trail head taking pictures and scoping things out. A total of three more cars showed up between dinner and going to sleep at about 9pm for a total of about 5 additional people. This apparent “under crowding” was to change the next day.

Don and I planned to wake up around 5am the next morning and be on the trail by 6. And that in fact was what we did actually hitting the trail around 6:10am.

The trail starts out like any other Sawatch 14er. Relatively steep right from the start with plenty of switchbacks winding around below tree line.

The Start of the Hike to Huron Peak

The trail includes around 17,051 switchbacks below tree line and then finally breaks out into the open to magnificent views of The Three Apostles.

The Three Apostles Just Coming Into View at the End of Tree line

Above tree line the trail winds into a large basin at the base of Huron and the angle of the ascent eases. This basin is beautiful with an enormous array of wild flowers and views of Huron. The trail winds its way to the steeper slope up the shoulder of Huron on the far side of the basin.

Our First Glimpse of Huron Peak in the Morning Light

The Trail Topping out at the Lower Edge of the Basin

Don and I crossed the basin and made a stop to fuel up and adjust our layers in preparation for the much steeper ascent and final pitch to the summit.

I should say here that the trail on Huron is one of the best that I have ever seen. The Colorado Fourteen Initiative (CFI) who typically maintains 14er trails did a magnificent job. The trail routing and quality are truly incredible.

As you cross to the far side of the basin you encounter a very steep “flight” of finely made rock steps. This is the initiation to the remainder of the relatively steep and switchbacked climb. Fortunately, the trail is great, the views are fantastic, and the mountain is well in view.

At this point Don and I noticed something odd about this hike. Something that would characterize the hike and this mountain. As we looked down into the basin we saw…LOTS of people. Not just a few. Not just a couple of groups. But lots of groups with lots of people. It was becoming fantastically crowded on the trail below us.

A Shot of the Building Crowds on Huron

This crowding was really strange. I am used to seeing crowds like this on Grays, Torreys, and Bierstadt. But this was Huron. Huron is two and a half hours from Denver. Its back at the end of a four wheel drive road. I was shocked to see how many people were on the trail. And it was only about 8:30am!

The weather was so perfect and the mountain so beautiful that both Don and I were in no hurry. It was one of those great days in the mountains. Don had a new Canon DSLR and was breaking in my new Olympus E620 with a new 12mm-60mm lens. So we had a lot of incredible high altitude subject matter to practice on.

So despite the weather and our relaxed demeanor, seeing all the throngs of people heading up behind us gave us a bit of a push to move along. We didn't really want to arrive at the summit with 20 of our closest friends.

The Upper Slopes of the Hike and the Final Summit Push

We ground our way up the switchbacks that zigzagged up the steep alpine tundra slopes. This portion of the hike stretched from the basin all the way to the base of the rocky final summit push.

Earlier in the hike, we had met a wonderful couple who had a large, ferocious looking dog. The dog, deceptively named Lizzy, looked as though it was on vacation from guarding the gates of hell. This dog had a block-shaped head the size of a riding lawnmower. Gold eyes (yes really), and a powerful looking body. But she was really quite sweet. The dogs owners were very friendly and we enjoyed conversation on and off nearly the whole way up the mountain. I never got their names, except for the Devil Dog Lizzy.

We climbed up through the tundra and made the summit base where the climbing turned into easy boulder-hopping and route finding in the rocks, as is common in the Sawatch.

A Snow Field Just Below 14,000 Feet Near the Summit

The final few hundred feet of climb was on a rocky trail near a few picturesque snow fields. Don and I shared the last few hundred feet with other hikers slogging their way to the summit.

The Final Few Feet to Huron’s Summit

We finally topped out and walked onto the small summit around 9:20am. Not a bad time considering some longish stops we made for clothing adjustments, talking, and photography. My 33 lbs of weight loss is really starting to pay dividends. Yeah!

The Crowded Summit. Don is at Left. Lizzy “The Devil Dog” in Foreground

We spent about 45 minutes on the summit enjoying the great weather, taking pictures, and talking to the many folks who were sharing the summit with us. The mood at the summit was truly positive and happy. There was a pervasive party atmosphere on Huron’s summit.

Don made an observation regarding the number of people. He said that when there is just a few people on a trail/summit, its cool. When there is a moderate amount of people on a trail/summit, it can start to be a drag because there are too many people to be “intimate” and to few to be fun. But when there are lots of people on a trail/summit, then the whole thing turns into a big, almost ridiculous, surreal party, and its fun.

And that's just the atmosphere we had on Huron. A happy and fun “party” with strangers in the high peaks.

The Author (left) and Don Lochner (right) on the Summit. The Three Apostles Behind Us. No Gut. All the Glory!

A Beautiful Shot of the Three Apostles

After a long and relaxed stay at Huron’s 14,005 foot summit, Don and I decided to head on down as we had an appointment with a burrito in Leadville.

We headed back down our ascent route into even more people coming up. As we left, Don counted 30 people already on the summit. It was bizarre to see huge numbers of people heading up and down this relatively shy and unknown peak located so far from Denver. But there they were.

More Throngs Just Below the Summit of Huron

The return hike back down the mountain was uneventful but still beautiful. The lighting had changed from the morning and the wild flowers and distant peaks looked very clear and colorful. It continued to get hotter as the day wore on and we descended.

The Trail Winds Past a High Altitude Tarn with Distant Peaks in the Background

We arrived back at camp around 12:30pm and to our surprise a ton of cars parked in and around the trail head. There must have been 20 or 30 cars. It looked like a dinner party.

We changed into some new clothes then packed up camp and headed to Leadville for lunch. Huron was a great hike. I would put it into my top five. Definitely one of the finest Sawatch and a great way to start the season and end my pursuit of the Sawatch range.

GPS Track Record for Huron Peak