Peak(s): |
"Peak H" - 13,101 feet Black Benchmark - 13,133 feet "Peak G" - 13,306 feet "Peak F" - 13,235 feet |
Date Posted: | 11/27/2013 |
Date Climbed: | 09/05/2013 |
Author: | docjohn |
Peak(s): |
"Peak H" - 13,101 feet Black Benchmark - 13,133 feet "Peak G" - 13,306 feet "Peak F" - 13,235 feet |
Date Posted: | 11/27/2013 |
Date Climbed: | 09/05/2013 |
Author: | docjohn |
Late Summer in the Gore Range Part1: Off Route |
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Distance: 22.6 mi Elevation gained: 11820 ft Labor Day holiday I worked; I stay out of the hills on holidays, too many people trying to shoot eah other. So where to go in early September? The Gore Range I thought, lets do a few more thirteens. I hoped the late summer, early fall would dry out, providing more hiking time. This summer season was trying, blocks of time to pack in and climb just not consistent this year. So I began my hike on a nice morning, packing up the Piney River trail, planning to camp in Kneeknocker Basin below Mt. Powell. It has been over ten years since I hiked in this area; I thought I knew the way and various climbing guide books decribe climbers trails as being more prominent. I got lost, uh no, off route. I didn't find the trail leading up into KneeKnocker, so bushwacked in. I found the trail up higher, definite and solid, while the clouds formed. I encountered a hunter, who also was surprised to meet anyone in midweek. He also had not encountered a goat during his sojourn; he declared it was going to rain. Shortly after I found a campsite at 10,800, set up while dry and was able to duck in just as it began to get wet. When it finished, I ate dinner and settled in for the night. My plan was to climb Peaks G and F, to contour at 11000 over to the gully and couloirs that led between them. I mean, why drop back down to the Piney River trail then back up again? Right. So up and out early, the way went fairly well, with ups and downs to avoid talus fields. I counted basins: this one goes up to C and D, this one goes between E and F. I even found a trail at times: human, goat, elk, I didn't care, it went. The day brightened, the sky clear, I felt great. I worked my way around a steeply sloped rock ledged shoulder, looked up into a gully and said, "Eureka I found the way!" Well not really, but it seemed like a good idea to go up. Indeed the talus was stable and steep, I moved up quickly. I traversed to the right out of the gully onto slopes and continued up until I got the view to the southeast. Uh oh, the ridge, aka Ripsaw, seemed to descend quite a bit: according to my fine-honed wilderness skills it was supposed to rise up to Peak G on my right, Peak F on my left. I was los..., er off route. In situations such as this all the "professors" (Roach, et al) say, "Go higher!". And so this is the way I climbed Peak H, 13 something. I had a straight shot view southeast to Peak Q, West Partner and The Spider, with Peak L northeast. Therefore this was not Peak G or F. I headed to my left, assuming this would be the best option. Going down, going home to stay in bed was not an option yet. In due course I reached Black benchmark, 13129 ft, and took a picture. The broken glass was reassuring, someone had to bring it up. I noticed the clouds were building, but looked friendly, and I continued to run the ridge. When I reached Peak G, 13260 ft, the day was deteriorating. The ridge was not simple. Not technical, just not simple. Scattered areas of virga were beginning to show over the Holy Cross region--I took some pictures and descended to the G- F saddle. There I took a gully bypass to avoid some technical areas, then ascended to Peak F, 13240 ft, on now wet rock. Yes it was barely raining. Took a picture and started down. I finally ate something when I got into the descent gully: chances were good I was going to live. I elected to descend all the way to the Piney River trail. I thought it would be less exhausting than tracing back over my contour route. And by doing so I found out where I missed the route up into this gully. The way up between F and G is not at all obvious because it makes an angled turn behind a cliff edge, not seen from below, clear from above. Why the hell is this not in the books? I was getting tired. I angled and traversed through the wet trees to meet the trail. I got on my rain gear, not because it was raining. but for the wet foliage. Now I remembered why I hate the Gores. Not quite two miles later, I found the cairn indicating the climbers trial back up to Kneeknocker Basin. Following the route was easy. There is one area near or over a talus field that is marked by cairns. otherwise up it goes. It got dark,and fifteen minutes later I walked up to my camp. I got warm clothes on, cooked up some kind of crap, shoveled it in and went to bed. Warm, dry, safe and fed, life was good. I can do Eagles Nest tomorrow and Peak C the next I thought, dropping off to sleep , interrupted only by vicious heartburn. (Continues to Part 2) |
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