The right way works so much better!

In my last post I added this picture.

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And I explained that to get the weight of my pack close to 40 lbs, I had the brilliant idea of packing my 14 lb bowling ball! Now if I had been thinking ahead, I might have wondered about what would happen if I couldn’t make it or needed to drop some weight from the pack… Continue reading “The right way works so much better!”

Years of Memories in one small area

For the last 3 days, any chance I have gotten, I have talked about our trip up to Mt. Rainier on Independence day. As I said, we walked all over the Paradise visitor area.  And just as we were about to leave Michelle noticed this.

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Buried in the pavement were these markers listing the names and elevations of some of my most memorable places.  Some good, and some not so good.  I thought I’d share a few and the memories they reminded me of Continue reading “Years of Memories in one small area”

Staying on the Mountain

As many of you know, I took the name Mountainstroh for my email and my web page name back when I used two feet, instead of two wheels, to accomplish my yearly athletic goals.  Over the years I climbed or attempted to climb many large and small mountains.  The ultimate goal, for me, was to summit 14,410 ft Mt. Rainier.

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I never made it, but once you have climbed on a mountain, it stays in your blood.  This means you stay attuned to happenings on the mountain.  This weekend what I got was some very bad news… Continue reading “Staying on the Mountain”

The worst climb I ever had!

I was doing my lunch time walk on a sunny day in Seattle. Just kind of cruising along, not thinking anything in particular, when suddenly a past climb popped into my head. For some reason, I started thinking about my climb on Mt Adams in 2001.

I was fresh off my 2nd unsuccessful climb of Rainier the year before, so I decided to climb the 12,000 foot second highest peak in the state.

This will go down in history as the worst guided climb I have ever been on…. Continue reading “The worst climb I ever had!”

Tell me I did NOT Hear that!

You know, overall I know I am many things: Loud, sometimes obnoxious (in a good way) energetic, cold & callous. reasonably intelligent, kinda funny, a pain in the rear and a cyclist. I think we can all describe ourselves in many ways.

One thing, though, I’ve kinda prided myself on is my tolerance. It takes a lot to get me fired up. Last night though, listening to the radio it happened! Continue reading “Tell me I did NOT Hear that!”

They are with the Mountain Gods

As many of you know, the Mountainstroh name came from my years of trying to climb mountains in the Cascades. I had many attempts but few successes. However, each and every time I climbed, I truly loved it. There is something about being in the mountains (the higher the better) that truly inspires me. My friends thought was nuts, my mom worried each time, but honestly I miss it sometimes.

So, when I awoke to hear about the avalanche on Everest it struck a chord with me. Continue reading “They are with the Mountain Gods”

Mt Baker 1999 day 3

I was cleaning up an old laptop, and stumbled on my “write-up” from a climb of Mt Baker I did in 1999.  I read it, and it made me smile to remember my one “success” as a mountain climber.  Its a long one though, so I have decided to break it into 3 parts.  One for each day of the climb.

Bear with me though, I have changed nothing since it was first written.  In fact I was married to my first wife back then, and Michelle and I were just friends.  Lots has changed in 14 years, for the better.  But here is a snippet into the preblog, hell, pre facebook life of Moutainstroh.  Hope you enjoy. Continue reading “Mt Baker 1999 day 3”

Mt Baker 1999 Day 2

I was cleaning up an old laptop, and stumbled on my “write-up” from a climb of Mt Baker I did in 1999.  I read it, and it made me smile to remember my one “success” as a mountain climber.  Its a long one though, so I have decided to break it into 3 parts.  One for each day of the climb.

Bear with me though, I have changed nothing since it was first written.  In fact I was married to my first wife back then, and Michelle and I were just friends.  Lots has changed in 14 years, for the better.  But here is a snippet into the preblog, hell, pre facebook life of Moutainstroh.  Hope you enjoy. Continue reading “Mt Baker 1999 Day 2”

Mt Baker 1999 Day 1

I was cleaning up an old laptop, and stumbled on my “write-up” from a climb of Mt Baker I did in 1999.  I read it, and it made me smile to remember my one “success” as a mountain climber.  Its a long one though, so I have decided to break it into 3 parts.  One for each day of the climb.

Bear with me though, I have changed nothing since it was first written.  In fact I was married to my first wife back then, and Michelle and I were just friends.  Lots has changed in 14 years, for the better.  But here is a snippet into the preblog, hell, pre facebook life of Moutainstroh.  Hope you enjoy. Continue reading “Mt Baker 1999 Day 1”

I Have to Cross What?

Prior to my days as a cyclist, I had hopes of climbing Mountains.  I wanted to climb the Big 4 Volcanoes in Washington State.  Rainier 14,410 ft, Adams 12,277 ft, Baker 10,779 ft, and St Helens, 8365 ft.  I made the last 2, Adams I was turned around by a storm and had to tell the guide where camp was (that’s its own story) and Rainier was just too damn.  After 4 attempts I gave up.

I learned a lot when I was on the mountains though, and with the exception of St Helens, I had to be careful of crevasses!  These are gaps in the glacier.  Some are less than a foot across, and some, like this monster

At 11500 ft, the Ingraham Glaicier, this monter was huge and the guide was NOT happy I wanted a picture!
At 11500 ft, the Ingraham glacier, this monster was huge and the guide was NOT happy I wanted a picture!

are just huge!  One problem with crevasses, is sometimes they are covered with a slim crust of snow.  This means you can fall through at any time!  This is one reason we were always roped up while on a glacier, and the reason the guides used long poles to check for glaciers where we camped!

Long probe looking for hidden crevasses
Long probe looking for hidden crevasses 

No one wants to get up to pee in the middle of the night and fall into a huge hole!

Some, like the picture above, the guides plot a route to go around it.  Some that are a little smaller, they bridge with ladders, and boards, to make crossing easier.  And some, you either step across or jump across!  (Yep, jump well!)

Now, most climbs to the summit have an alpine start.  This means you leave in the middle of the night!  This has many advantages for safety, but, a guide once told me, it has an added benefit.  People crossing a glacier when it’d dark outside, can’t see how deep it is!  This means they don’t get scared!  Later, when it’s light out, they can be scared all they want, if they don’t cross, they don’t go home!  As far as I know, everyone has crossed coming down! (if not, I am sure there are NO pizza deliveries that high!)

To stop someone if they fall in, we learn “self-arrest”, throwing ourselves on top of our iceaxes (without impaling ourselves in the process) to keep them from falling too far.

Faceplanting for climbing school!
Faceplanting for climbing school!

I decided I wanted to learn more, so I went on a week-long Glacier mountaineering course in Denali National Park with Alpine Ascents inc.   In this course, surrounded by giant mountains,

Mt Hunter with Foraker shadow

I was given the chance to jump into a crevasse twice (once to be rescued and once to rescue myself) while my rope team stopped me from falling too far.

 The Crevasse

Then I was part of the team to do the rescue.

Let me tell you.  I am honestly not sure which is harder on a guy’s body.  Coming to the abrupt stop when you jump in,

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or damn near being pulled into the crevasse by someone else falling in!  I got home, took a shower and my upper thighs were one big bruise!  We won’t even discuss other parts of the male anatomy that feel pain!

We were taught how to tie special knots that allowed us to prussic up the ropes.  These knots slide up a rope, but not down, so you alternate and “walk” up your rope.  In the picture above, the lower guy is someone who fell farther into the crvasse before being stopped by his team.

I made it back up, but LORD that was hard!

Coming over the top!
Coming over the top!

Now people wonder, why the hell I would do this.  Well, I will tell ya, the very next day it came in handy!  We were off to climb a small peak called Control Tower (cuz given it’s proximty to the Denali basecamp landing strip, it could be the tower)

Control tower day of climb

We had no problem on the way up

climbing control tower

And I made it to the top, no problem

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However, on the way back to our camp, in what looked to be a flat, easy section, I stepped on the wrong spot at the wrong time, and broke through!  “FALLING” I yelled as soon as I felt it let go, and my rope team threw themselves on the ice axes! I only went as far as my shoulders thanks to them and they popped me right out.  But damn, for a second there it was scary!

This is what I was up there for though. Big mountains, adventure crevasses, avalanches.  Flying by ski plane so close to mountains you could touch them!

Flying in 7

 

 

The guy with the arms crossed tumbled 3000 feet on Denali the week before I met him
The guy with the arms crossed tumbled 3000 feet on Denali the week before I met him

 

 

In all my climbs and attempts, never once did I balk because of a slope, a rock climb or a crevasse.  I had faith in my skills, and that of the guides.  I completely trusted the rope team and they trusted me.  Pushing 50 is too old to try again, but no one can ever take away my memories!