My Own QuandaryGenerally speaking, I believe in taking the simplest way to a summit. The reasons for this are threefold: why take a harder way when an easier one exists, why not start early and take the easiest way so you can beat the crowds, and why endure the frustration of fighting your way to a summit only to stumble upon others who did nothing harder than follow a trail up some steep slopes? That is why I will never do "true" hikes up New Hampshire's Mt. Washington or up Pike's Peak and Mt. Evans in Colorado; I hate the fact that roads climb them, but I won't use my feet when the multitudes can drive up ahead of me or, worse even, past me. Some would advise me to try winter climbs of such peaks, but I still can’t get excited about the strain and the danger when I can just wait a few months for the road to open. Some will call this attitude lazy or even arrogant, but to me it’s just pragmatic.
Complicating this view has been my increasing dissatisfaction with Class 1 and 2 routes; many Class 3 routes are unfulfilling now, too. I will still take a trail or a simple scramble, but I do prefer something more challenging and exciting. But because I prefer not to climb on a rope, finding routes that are both challenging and reasonably safe (sane) for an unroped climber can be a little tricky.
So when I decided I wanted to summit Quandary, I chose to try the Inwood Arete (the 5.4 version) instead of ascending via the standard East Slopes route. The route, though technical in some places, seemed both appealing and possible considering my ability level and climbing style. Besides, my aging knees, having taken a battering from a lifetime of sports, hiking, and climbing, prefer a good climb to the steep talus of most walk-up routes.
The Trip--- Short Version
I began at 6 A.M. and expected to hit the summit by 9 even though most accounts I'd read seemed to suggest 11 was the more likely time; I arrived at 8:40 and would have been there a bit earlier if I'd found and followed the right route the whole way.
The view was astonishing; I could pick out thirteen other fourteeners, including the Maroons and Snowmass in the Elks, and I knew that I could have identified a few more of the Sawatch had I known their profiles from that perspective. A fresh dusting of snow on the upper reaches of Cameron and Lincoln from the previous night's storms was an awesome touch in August.
A Need for Careful Attention to Details, Good Route-Finding Skills, or a Little Insanity
If you want to do Quandary and want a challenge beyond the Class 3 West Ridge or the steep but easy (and very crowded) Class 1 East Slopes, try the Inwood (or, when it's in good condition, the Class 4 Quandary Couloir, a snow climb). DO NOT try it if you lack real climbing experience or don't feel comfortable with exposure. I did it free solo-- although I have some philosophical reasons for not using rope (not relevant here, better for the Forum), the reality is also that since I usually have to hike and climb alone, carrying and using rope and associated equipment is cumbersome and impractical for me-- and found it mostly easy. However, make an effort to stick to the route described on the SP page or in Gerry Roach's book; I missed the "correct" way around the towers and found myself at some dead ends and some scary situations that felt tougher than 5.4, though part of that was due to the wet rock (it rained much of the previous night there).
The route was great fun, and I'm glad for it and that I met the challenge, but don't do this one unroped unless you've got some good Class 3/4 experience, route-finding skills, and, above all else, nerve and composure (or a touch of recklessness). There are places on the Arete that are definitely not good places at which to decide you can't go any further. If you doubt that the Inwood is for you, just stick with the standard route, which is a perfectly respectable way to go, but be prepared to have a lot of company.
Again, if you want fun, solitude, and some challenge, take the Inwood Arete. If you belong there, you won't regret it. I did take the Class 1 route down. I imagine that some of the dozens I encountered who were heading up thought I was quite a wuss for carrying a helmet and an ice axe on a walk-up trail.