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Dead Indian
Peak-- Tim Was Right and I Was Wrong Dead Indian Peak-- Tim Was Right and I Was Wrong  by Bob Sihler

Tim was right and I was wrong. Well, actually, I was right and Tim was wrong before Tim was right and I was wrong.

Sorry to get all John Kerry on you there. We’ll address all that in time. But first, we'll have some route details since as of yet there is no SP page for Dead Indian Peak, then the story, and, finally, the right and the wrong.

One of the highest mountains in the beautiful Sunlight Basin area of the Northern Absarokas, Dead Indian Peak is impressive from many angles. Its tiny, pointed summit catches the eye and makes it easy to spot, and no other peak in the vicinity has such a distinctive profile. In fact, few other peaks in Greater Yellowstone are as spectacular in form as Dead Indian Peak is. Most people probably see the peak from Dead Indian Summit along the Chief Joseph Memorial Highway or from the Beartooth Highway, but mountaineers recognize its shape from many different directions.

A Foray
onto Lundy Island Climbing A Foray onto Lundy Island Climbing  by Nanuls

On the 24th of December 1869, after spending a night of merriment in the Marisco Tavern, Lundy Island’s finest, or more accurately, only, hostelry, Samuel Jarman, unwittingly ruined his family’s Christmas, by losing his way home and walking straight over one of the islands many cliffs. The effects of this error were to be terminal. In spite of his somewhat inglorious end, his family saw fit to commemorate his death, and so, his nephew Captain John Lang of Appledore, installed a large, black headstone under the island’s Old Lighthouse in his memory. The memorial however, perhaps says more about the Captain than anything else, and those who view it might get the impression that Jarman was merely a bit player in this whole affair, for it is Lang’s name that is carved boldly in capitalised gothic text on the top of the tablet, not his.

These people, for better or for worse, are my ancestors, and it is with a strange mixture of uneasiness and comfort that I still see the vices of drunkenness, clumsiness, self-promotion and arrogance prevailing, to a greater or lesser degree, in the current generations of my family; the sentiments of Larkin’s This be the Verse have clearly been played out over the centuries.

Mount Adams_Climb for Hope
Expedition 2009 Mount Adams_Climb for Hope Expedition 2009  by Crabman

Prior to actually climbing Mount Adams, I had a chance to kick it out in Portland for a few days, with my friend Kristin and some newfound fellow misfits. To say Portland is a weird place is an understatement; in fact, it's cliché. Portland's unofficial, official motto is "Keep Portland Weird" or “Weirder”, I’m still not sure exactly which, but even if you've never been, feel free to surmise my word for it. Never in my life have I been tangled up in such a concentrated mess of outwardly disparate people -- hippies, outcasts, goth heads, emo boys and girls, and your everyday, run of the mill sketch-balls are more or less living together in harmonious accord, heedless of thy neighbors mohawk, passionate for thine head-to-toe tattoo. The entire scene was quite refreshing actually; I felt weird looking normal. For Portland, in all its oddities, was super fun, providing us a place with lots to do, and do we did, before making our way out to the great state of Washington to climb Mount Adams.

Third time
is the time when you're sick of turning around Third time is the time when you're sick of turning around  by CSUMarmot

Climbing Desolation Peaks truly is an experience. From just about every vantage point imaginable, these craggy peaks seem close enough to grasp, close enough for a side trip, a straightforward climb to some high 12ers. But the Desolation Peaks are deceiving. I climbed Longs Peak in one shot and thought it was easy. I climbed Mummy Mountain in early June while there was still snow on it. I hiked 100 miles and 10000 feet in vertical gain with 60 pounds of crap on my back this summer for fun. It took me three times to climb Desolation Peaks.

Desolation Peaks have two named summits, East and West, and unofficial North peak sitting on the ridge leading down to Flatiron Mountain. North of Ypsilon Mountain, East Desolation Peak at 12949’ is the second tallest 12er (Clark Peak is first at 12951’) in the Rocky Mountain Range, and 5th tallest overall. It is taller than Mt. Richthofen, Mount Julian, and Stones Peak, 12900’s that are well known and climbed. I doubt more than 20 people summit East Desolation per year. Why no one ever climbs these peaks is a mystery to me, they are the some of RMNP’s tallest points, sit on a fun ridge that overlook remote and wild valleys, require a long stretch of class 3 scrambling and class 4 crux to attract some of the more experienced climbers in the area, all while viewing the amazing views of the backside of the Mummy Range.

Night and Day on Pacific and
Atlantic Night and Day on Pacific and Atlantic  by thatnissanguy

Having planned this trip for the past couple weeks, many of the attendees have now dropped out. What is left is 6 climbers. The weather forecast is less than optimistic: A 40 percent chance of snow. Mostly cloudy, with a high near 25. Wind chill values as low as -5. Breezy, with a west wind between 21 and 24 mph, with gusts as high as 39 mph. New snow accumulation of around an inch possible. Having been out of the mountains for the past few weeks, I have the worst kind of summit fever. Since being back in the city, I also have a lingering upper respiratory infection, that I am hoping some fresh mountain air will cure. We are go for an attempt on the North Ridge of Pacific Peak, traverse to Atlantic, and decent of the West Ridge of Atlantic Peak.

6:00 AM party members assemble at the Wooly Mammoth PnR and prepare for the drive to the Mayflower Gulch Trailhead. Among the participants are myself, Leonard, Mark, Scott, Kendra, and Ted. Most of us have hiked and climbed together in the past and have become good friends. Comments are made about the weather. Observations at 8,000 and 10,000 feet in the front range do not look promising. Enroute to the trailhead, road conditions are not much better. One of our party nearly loses it on an icy section of CO 91.

– Summit between Landmines and Cartridge Cases Đeravica – Summit between Landmines and Cartridge Cases  by Wolfgang Schaub

Everybody has a spleen. If you haven't got one, something is missing. I live in Central Europe and I am 66 years old. My spleen goes commensurate with my age and inclinations. I am not a missionary; you are not supposed to follow me. I will not convert you. But if there are thousands of mountains surrounding you, all worth to be climbed, and if your life is limited and you cannot climb them all, you must filter. I have invented filtering criteria for myself: Each highpoint in every European country and "independent" areas.

It is not only about climbing “my” mountains, I have to reach them first. And I must survive them, for where I climb there is nobody else around. I prefer to be alone with my mountains. I'm gonna show you one: ?eravica, the highest in Kosovo.

Trek Along
Ancient Frontier Trek Along Ancient Frontier  by LukZem

My most adventurous trip through the Marmarosh Mountains happened to take place last October when finally, after a few visits to the area, I made a traverse across the heart of this remote mountain range which rises on the eastern outskirts of Central Europe. The actual start of the adventure took the form of midnight negotiations with the Romanian border police at Valea Vi?eului, and the route I would follow was the border line separating Romania from Ukraine.

I was given a permit to get as close as 20 meters to the border corridor, also known as the Forbidden Zone. The same procedure was repeated at Vi?eu de Sus at about 4 a.m. Thanks to a pretty friendly attitude of the Romanian officers, I felt like I really was able to carry out my plan, like my old dream was coming true in the end. The dream plan was to complete a 60 km trek along the border: From the legendary summit of Hnitessa/Ign?teasa in the southeast to Pop (Pip) Ivan Maramaroskyi near the other end of the Marmarosh Mountains, their second highest peak as well as the most spectacular mountain massif.

26 Days In Tanzania 26 Days In Tanzania  by gimpilator

Climbing Kilimanjaro was the biggest dream I ever allowed myself to fantasize about. I first became familiar with Kilimanjaro when I watched David Breashears IMAX film To The Roof Of Africa. At that time I was inspired but not yet into mountaineering. Later, as my interest in peaks grew, I spent many hours poring over photographs here on SummitPost.
The main thing that fascinated me about this mountain was that to reach it's summit you must ascend through 5 distinctly separate zones. In the first zone around the base of the peak, there are many villages which grow coffee and bananas. Above that, between 6000 and 9000 feet, is the forested zone which could also be called a jungle. The vegetation is thick, the rain is frequent, monkeys, baboons, leopards, and elephants are present but not often seen near the climbing routes. Between 9000 feet and 13,000 the heather moorlands are much more open, a place of grasses and brush.

Monte Rosa – in the track
of others Monte Rosa – in the track of others  by hansw

“Can you speak?" I gently asked Freddy when phoning him in early spring 2000. Maybe he was in a vulnerable position on a high mountain where it was not appropriate to take phone calls. "Well...," he answered with a strained voice, adding after some seconds, "I lie in my bed sleeping."

The background was that I this year planed to do what never came off two years earlier: To climb an unspecified number of high summits in the Monte Rosa massif. To the layman the Monte Rosa is a mountain just like the Matterhorn. In fact, the Monte Rosa includes a dozen independent peaks, all above 4000 meters. The Freddy I called was the Swiss mountain guide together with whom I had successfully climbed the Zinal Rothorn the previous year. Five minutes later when Freddy had woke up it was all set. Monte Rosa in August it was to be.

Denali...finally! Denali...finally!  by Tbacon251

Since my sophomore year as a student at Purdue University, when I started climbing and hiking, I dreamt of climbing North Americas tallest mountain; Denali. At 20,320 feet, I knew it would take me a few years until I grew personally comfortable with the technical and environmental challenges of such an adventure. Shortly after the 2009 Cops on Top memorial expedition to Cerro Aconcagua in Argentina, my good friend Steve Janke and I proposed the idea of climbing Denali; again in honor of a fallen police office.

Early in 2010, we launched the planning phase of the expedition that was officially named the 2010 Cops on Top Denali Trooper Michael Haynes Denali Memorial Expedition. Steve and I then started interviewing and selecting team members and pitching the expedition idea to several sponsors. After many phone calls and email exchanges three other team members were selected. They were deputies Nelson Grant and Caleb Pleasants with the Flathead County Sheriffs Office in Montana and Officer Tim Wenthe with the Montana State University Police Department. Sponsors such as 5.11 Tactical, Mammut, Talkeetna Air Taxi, 40 Below, and Primus (to name a few) started contacting Steve and I and eventually became official team sponsors.

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