Forums TR Archive Washington June 17-18, 2006 North Cascades, WA
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  • #567923
    snoslut
    178 Posts

    They say time flies when you’re having fun. This weekend Eli and I found a method to slow down time to a crawl. Eli and I made a pack not disclose the exact location since we have some serious unfinished business up there.

    Things started off Friday evening at the Celtic Swell, enjoying a few guinys while contemplating the weekend’s destination. After some phone calls it was settled. Why the night is still so young. I soon found myself eating sushi to my stomach’s content with Trish. Aka: snohoar, who still needs a purchase or two to complete her bc set up but if she reads this she’ll proly be reluctant to go. We feasted on a variety of fish and finished with my favorite, unagimaki and misoshiro. Unfortunately there were no wasabi snooters. After watching Steve-O’s reactions I’ll stick to pixie sticks or that fine bottle of sake that I brought.

    Uuuuugggg…why oh why does 6:30am come so damn soon? After a nice two hour power nap, I met Eli at 7am off of 50th near the U. And just like that we were off to the North Cascades. As we made it to the east of the crest the weather had started to clear. By 10am we were hiking along trail, most of which was in open forest and some in overgrown, mutated weeds. Before long we soon arrived at our first obstacle…

    a shimmy across this log, which was all that stably remained of this bridge. Actually the log on the bottom went straight across but Eli broke it while trying to use it for a footing. After 10 or so more minutes of hiking in lush open forest, we came to a fork in the trail. Instead of taking either trail a decision was made to claw up the valley side to a ridge at 6,000ft. The trailhead started at the 2,600ft. elevation and we had gone a few miles only to have gained about maybe 50ft. or so.

    It was time to start gaining some elevation. Before long we found ourselves in the real definition of bushwhacking…

    After 2 hours of thrashing, Eli and I had managed to only gain 600ft. Only a couple more thousand to go. After countless hours of shwacking we finally made it to the rock scrambling part. Here’s lookin up…

    Here’s lookin down…

    Only a couple of 4th class moves to negotiate. I soon found out that rock climbing in boarding boots is not a good idea. Despite my severely battered feet, I pressed on since the terrain was too steep to bivy on. After 9 hours of shwacking and route finding thru cliff bands and waterfalls we arrived at the ridge. All I could do was take my boots off and put on my down booties. But not before I buried a 40oz of OE in the snow. My body and mind had endured a beating up until this point. My hands cut up and swollen. Can anyone recommend a manicurist?

    Preferably one that also administers drugs. Maybe a massage with a happy ending. Now were talking. Eli and I feasted on noodles, tuna, mashed potatoes, water and long pulls of OE as the sun made its escape.

    As day dawned we rose to sun and blue skies. Eli climbed to a point to see if he could spot a way down to the climbers trail so our ascent route could be avoided entirely. There was a certain point in the bowl where the slope disappeared into the abyss. Looking across the valley you could see a variety of lines in bowls and chutes but they all cliffed out before hitting the valley bottom. At this point we both realized that we should have brought some rope. Even though the valley across from us was a different aspect, neither of us was willing to ride down just to have to climb back out. So instead of taking our chances we retraced our ascent.

    Words can’t describe the torture endured down the valley of a place worse than hell.

    It was pain in its purest form. We both have a glutton for punishment I guess. Well the excitement doesn’t stop there. While climbing down some waterfall, Eli and I crossed paths with 2 brown bears. One of the bears got within 10ft. of me before turning around and charging towards Eli. The bears appeared to be tracking an elk that Eli had spotted and we just gotten in the way. The bear stopped within 5 feet of Eli, took a wiff of his boots and ran back to the other bear and some bitch slapping ensued between the two. We can both laugh now but at the moment time stood still. After countless more hours of shwacking we finally reached the trail. Eli let’s leave our gear here and float down the river and back to the cars on our air mattress. We’ll come back for the gear later. Now let me tell you, if I had a choice to live in hell or do this shwack again, I would gladly overstay my welcome in hell anyday!

    Here’s a self portrait after experiencing a place worse than hell and Eli passed out tits up.

    Additional Notes:
    Lost Gear – My shovel handle and Eli’s sunglasses

    Almost Lost – Eli’s water bottle that I picked up a few times after he insist that I just leave it. My binding that got ripped off my board while trying to fall down hill cause it was a lot easier than climbing down. Climbing back up and finding it was easy. The hard part was putting the pack back on with branches going every which way.

    Note to self – next time we cannot go without Edward Scissor Hands.

    #589467
    skykilo
    24 Posts

    North Cascades beatdown, WAHOO!

    #589468
    Jon Dahl
    384 Posts

    My guess is off of Hwy. 2 someplace, looks like the North Cascades delivers a good smackdown again! For us locals, it’s just business as usual. 😈 Note to self, put the shovel AND the handle inside the pack…..

    #589469
    nomad
    288 Posts

    A trip with 40oz of OE = classic!

    I’m sure missing those sorts of endless undergrowth trips out here in Montana.

    You’re now a certified shwackmaster for going on a trip without any turns. Congrats!

    #589470
    huevon
    124 Posts

    trying to fall down hill cause it was a lot easier than climbing down

    I would like to refer to this as “the zone.”

    #589471
    prestonf
    48 Posts

    Well, if it makes you feel any better, here is a pic of you near the summit of Mt. Ruth on June 10.

    #589472
    snoslut
    178 Posts

    Jon if you consider that business as usual, I’d hate to experience what you consider not. 😯 😆

    Sky, a beatdown indeed!

    Branches spread out so thick you couldn’t go thru. Had to bend them and walk on top of them. Sometimes you were actually walking out on a branch over a ledge and grabbing the ones above you to get down. Felt like an efin primate of sort.

    At this point the “zone” would be appropriate Huevon.

    Thanks Preston. So did you ever make it to the Prow that day?

    #589473
    bcrider
    4149 Posts

    After reading this report I think I have more questions than answers. 😉

    Good stuff regardless. 8)

    #589474
    snoslut
    178 Posts

    Yeah bcr me too. Like why, why, why didn’t we just stay on the freakin trail! Now it’s a day before I leave to Shasta and my legs still feel like falling off.

    #589475
    prestonf
    48 Posts

    We did make it to the Prow and had a nice run down around 2 pm during a break in the storm. A little fresh snow up high and nice vis. We saw your tracks on the way out. Looked fun.

    BTW, we could here you cussin’ all the way over on the intergalcier, or was that your friend fiddling with his Burton interface???

    #589476
    TEX
    2486 Posts

    UUUMMMMM…….SHASTA

    #589477
    snoslut
    178 Posts

    Preston that was lupo messing with his 1st gen burton. He got it together no problem. Good call on waiting for a break. We should have too but instead enjoyed the spooky feeling of riding thru cliffbands in whiteout and pouring rain. The snow was soft and it was moderately steep.

    Yeah P420 were headed up there tomorrow morning. Trying to convince Powderjunkie and Puffnatty to go as well. You going?

    #589478
    bcrider
    4149 Posts

    What part of the mtn will you be on? I *might* be up there on Saturday.

    #589479
    Jon Dahl
    384 Posts

    @snoslut wrote:

    Jon if you consider that business as usual, I’d hate to experience what you consider not. 😯 😆

    I could tell you about the time on the trail up Shuksan where the bugs were so thick you could kill a hundred at a time if you stopped at all…..

    #589480
    huevon
    124 Posts

    @jon Dahl wrote:

    @snoslut wrote:

    Jon if you consider that business as usual, I’d hate to experience what you consider not. 😯 😆

    I could tell you about the time on the trail up Shuksan where the bugs were so thick you could kill a hundred at a time if you stopped at all…..

    Now THAT shit can make you fCKN crazy, holy shit. Kill and kill and they just. keep. buzzing. I got it once on the Hannegan Pass Trail in late summer… 😡

    #589481
    snownskate
    140 Posts

    Gotta love Washington’s western swamplands and their kamakazi divebombing mosquitos. Did some very similiar bushwacking to that a month ago up by Kendall peak, i could really do nothing but laugh at the situation even though it has to be the most painfully slow hiking I have done…looks like you guys endured it for much longer than I had to though.

    #589482
    Jon Dahl
    384 Posts

    @huevon wrote:

    @jon Dahl wrote:

    @snoslut wrote:

    Jon if you consider that business as usual, I’d hate to experience what you consider not. 😯 😆

    I could tell you about the time on the trail up Shuksan where the bugs were so thick you could kill a hundred at a time if you stopped at all…..

    Now THAT shit can make you fCKN crazy, holy shit. Kill and kill and they just. keep. buzzing. I got it once on the Hannegan Pass Trail in late summer… 😡

    That time I had a blister on my right foot, and was going to try to stop and duct tape it up real quick….ever see a guy run uphill with a full day pack in mountaineering boots?? All the while swatting…and swatting…. 😯

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