Type-2 fun stories

[OldTrad]

Not having done any winter climbing to speak of I don't have any stories that would compare, but thought it might be fun sharing personal stories where type-2 fun was had... all subjective of course.

A couple that jump to my mind
- during an Outward-Bound-like course in the High Sierras, my "final" consisted of going solo three days without food, tent, sleeping bag, or matches, and then spending the next two days walking 50 miles with 4 or 5 others to get to our exit point. It was pouring rain almost that entire 5-day stretch. I was 16 and a bit tougher/more resilient than I am now.

- while approaching a climb in Yosemite my partner and I got "off route" and wound up having to tunnel about 30 ft through a huge, healthy hedge of poison ivy before we finally emerged in a clearing.

[Conor]

If by "type 2" you mean degree of sufferring....

This year on the kautz i lost the check valve in my stove's pump. We still carried over after bumming a stove and melting some water, but no "hot" food. Thankfully the ranger at muir camp was super cool and since we didnt do the standard fare, he hooked us up with some water. Needless to say, we hiked out that day and didn't stay another night on the mountain. More thirsty roasting on mountain while carrying over than hungry.

When i was 15 my boy scout trip got "extended" in southern utah and we spent over 48 hours without food in death hallow. The time started after we "drank" the rest of the parkay butter. More hungry than thirsty as the trail has an abundance of water.

I think a "technical" mohling has been my single hardest 24 hours in the mountains. I know peeps run the loop and are home for their kid's afternoon soccer game, but that was sort of my first longish day in the mountains and we carried the technical gear to climb lone eagle. my kids don't play soccer, so i wasn't in a "rush."

[justiner]

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[OldTrad]

If by "type 2" you mean degree of sufferring....

In case others aren't 100% familiar with the fun scale - these are hilarious descriptions
* https://www.tetongravity.com/story/cult ... -explained
* http://goeast.ems.com/three-types-of-fun/
* https://www.rei.com/blog/climb/fun-scale

[jerseybrian]

Long's duathlon would probably be #1 for me so far. I heard about it on top of Green Mountain one day from an ultra guy. I thought it sounded like fun! I trained for a few years doing the Mt. Audobon duathlon and attempting to go for Long's. Last year I made 2 attempts and my 2nd I made it! Even at the Boulder field I was thinking about turning back and why I was doing such a crazy thing. By the time I made it back to Lyons for ice cream at the dairy bar I knew I was hooked! I'll be doing it again to try to shave a couple hours off. I had worked an 8 hour shift, packed and left at 11pm and got back to Boulder at 7pm the next day! One of the best days of my life!

[Chicago Transplant]

Pretty much any hike I did this year that had long stretches that had been decimated by March's avalanche cycle were Type 2 fun. The worst was the hike out of Lime Creek after repeating the Avalanche/Hammer ridge. Multiple new slide paths with a lot of downed timber. Words can't describe how awful the hike out was. The branches were all tangled, everything was spongy. Sometimes we would posthole through the branches. Over some of the trunks, under others. I still have a scar on the back of my hand that is over an inch long from one of the branches.

The sun set before we got out:

Where Chicago Transplant?

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[jfm3]

My latest one that qualifies was "running" the Pawnee-Buchanan Pass Loop in early July this year. Somehow I thought the epic spring snow would be melted out. Nope. Took almost 12 hours and I was wallowing through thigh-deep snow most of the last 9 miles.

[justiner]

Long's duathlon would probably be #1 for me so far. I heard about it on top of Green Mountain one day from an ultra guy. I thought it sounded like fun! I trained for a few years doing the Mt. Audobon duathlon and attempting to go for Long's. Last year I made 2 attempts and my 2nd I made it! Even at the Boulder field I was thinking about turning back and why I was doing such a crazy thing. By the time I made it back to Lyons for ice cream at the dairy bar I knew I was hooked! I'll be doing it again to try to shave a couple hours off. I had worked an 8 hour shift, packed and left at 11pm and got back to Boulder at 7pm the next day! One of the best days of my life!

NICE WORK!

[Ridge runner]

I don't know if Lordhelmut cries, but if he does, this is probably what it looks like. Plenty of F-words that day, and I'm pretty sure "fun" was not one of them. This was on some peak in the IPW.

[OldTrad]

Words can't describe how awful the hike out was.

...and yet we can (and in my opinion should) still try. Why? Because my sense of humor is that twisted.

a couple of go-to descriptive favorites of mine are
“treatment”
and
“character building”

Btw - absolutely love that photo. What a freaking nightmare!

[OldTrad]

I don't know if Lordhelmut cries, but if he does, this is probably what it looks like. Plenty of F-words that day, and I'm pretty sure "fun" was not one of them. This was on some peak in the IPW.

Did anyone quite climbing after that adventure? Photo looks like it could have been borderline Type-3.

Good grief

[Chicago Transplant]

Words can't describe how awful the hike out was.

...and yet we can (and my opinion should) still try. Why? Because my sense of humor is that twisted.

a couple of go-to descriptive favorites of mine are
“treatment”
and
“character building”

Btw - absolutely love that photo. What a freaking nightmare!

Thanks! That photo captures it well. I think what made it so bad is that we did a loop hike, so we left the trail in the morning well below any of this mess and had no idea what we were in store for. Then it just was one slide after another for miles. Every time you went back into intact forest you thought it was over just to be spit out into another mess. You could see across the sea of crossed timbers but no path was cut, nothing flagged. And no clue where the actual trail was on the other side, so often the forest sections were still a bushwhack. Just a mess.