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| Mount Seorak 5604 ft / 1708 m by ljbailey |
When I traveled to Korea, I wasn't
intending on hiking in the winter. I admit, I first was surprised that it was
even cold there in the winter! I was actually doing some volunteer work there.
When my friend proposed a winter hike on South Korea's third highest peak, I was
bummed that I had not brought ANY of my gear! I asked for crampons, Ice ax,
insulated boots....you know the bear minimum!
by Scott |
This is the story of
a three day trip taken with my 11 year old daughter Shaylee, my 13 year old son
Kessler, and me during Presidents Day Weekend 2016. Unfortunately, Presidents
Day weekend fell on Valentines Day this year. Since my wife didn't want to go to
Skinner Hut, and to avoid guilt, I made sure to take her out twice before and
after the weekend. It would be just the kids and I making the trip.
| White Sands, 23 Years Later by nader |
Back in May of 1993, I had spent 90 minutes
in White Sands National Monument. At the time, I had driven the park’s main
road and walked on some of the sand dunes near the road. This time, I wanted to
spend more time exploring the area. The park advertises five hiking trails. Four
of these are short hikes, between a few hundred yards to 1.5 miles long. Only
Alkali Flat Trail is of moderate length creating a 4.6 mile long loop hike.
Actual “trails” obviously cannot be created over the sand. Park service has
posted markers that can be followed along the length of the hikes.
| Winter Ascent of Mount Washington
by swhitty88 |
bugging my boyfriend Dale to climb Mount Washington with me all winter, and we
finally made it happen on March 4, 2016. I had done this trek once before in the
winter of 2012, and now I wanted to share the experience with Dale. Bangor has
had an extremely mild winter this year, and we haven’t seen snow for weeks.
Going to the White Mountains in New Hampshire would allow us to chase winter for
a little bit longer.
| Basic-ly Northwest: Tahoe Days by Castlereagh |
A month of weekends in Idaho.
An accident in Savannah. Crutches, last day at work, Montana, Idaho, Montana,
Orlando, Kings Peak and lightning, Glacier National Park…boomerang from
practically the Canada border right back down to Vegas, bachelor party, Hard
Rock, Club Rehab, Death Valley, Telescope Peak…it had been an interesting
three months, and now I was on the first leg of my last extended western jaunt
before moving back east.
| The Fishers Odyssey; when
peakbagging and aid climbing collide by McCannster |
Spring of 2013 found me in an interesting spot in life. I had been out of college for almost a year, spending most of that time aimlessly wandering Europe and living the dirtbag lifestyle in my beloved Sierra. It was care-free living. But soon the gravity of life dawned on me, and I figured I should probably try and become a functioning, productive member of society. I moved back to Colorado, moved in with my girlfriend, and started looking for a job. Another wall of reality smashed into me; they don't exactly hand out jobs, especially in the field I was searching, to inexperienced youngsters who had spent the past year dicking around the world. I was in a funk; not quite sure if this whole lifestyle of living in the suburbs and trying to find a corporate teat to suckle on was for me. My climbing slowed down to a trickle. Upon learning of my return to Colorado, my pal Noah contacted me in hopes of roping me in for ascent of something called the Oracle, in the Fisher Towers. Noah and his partner Brian were already balls deep in their own Fisher Odyssey. In hindsight, the smarter and safer thing to do would have been to decline. This was a big aid climb. At that time, I had only barely dipped my pinky toe into the netherworld of aid climbing, having done two measly, short, C1 pitches in Boulder Canyon, several years beforehand. But, against my better judgement, I accepted, After all, I was unemployed, in a funk, and looking to get out of my comfort zone in climbing. I got all that, and oh so much more. Little did I know I was about to embark on a journey that would take me all sorts of places.More
| Panther Gorge-Two New Ice Climbs on
Mt. Haystack-2016 March 5 by MudRat |
Heeding the call of the mountains after nearly a month of fighting and recovering from the flu, I rallied for a last winter trip into Panther Gorge. The ice on Mt. Haystack captured my curiosity during 2015 and again this past January when we studied the lines while climbing on Mt. Marcy. Additional photos by Matt Dobbs during the first ascent of Sorry, Kevin (WI4) at the end of February fueled my urge to climb a couple of them before they came down with the impending warm weather. No ice climbs had been documented on that side of the gorge so it seemed like an opportune time during a winter made for ice climbing at elevation.More
| Mt. Hood: Enjoying the Present
while Honoring the Past by EastKing |
Before I begin writing yet another Mount Hood trip report stating and showing the success and struggles I had on Mount Hood, I want to pay a respect for Luke Gullberg, Katie Nolan and Anthony Vietti. For those who didn’t know the story about these three climbers, they were the climbers who passed away on Mount Hood in December of 2009. Though I didn’t know Katie Nolan or Anthony Vietti, I talked to Luke briefly at REI about Mount Hood, and Rainier. He was one of the nicest people I have ever ran into and he had a true passion for climbing. It was literally a week or two before he passed away on Mount Hood when I talked to him. I decided to make a sign for each of them in order to pay my respects to those three climbers. I want all who climb Mount Hood to keep these three climbers in mind.More
| Tornadoes and Flooding in Winter,
Cheaha Mountain, Woodall and Britton, HP 22-25 by Adam Doc Fox |
South of Cincy the road
forked, and I opted to head towards Louisville. Hit a traffic jam. Just as the
congestion was building, there was an exit. That is the hardest choice while
traveling. You think, “Get off the exit and self-navigate around the delay?
But how long would that take? Will I get lost? Or should I stay and hope it
clears up quickly?” My rule has always been as long as traffic is moving,
albeit at a snail’s pace, you stay. So I did. After taking an hour to go four
miles, it cleared. Construction crew was putting up a sign, and everyone just
HAD to slow down and stare, causing an accident. Which resulted in even more
| One Last Stop on Longs by MarkDidier |
Yeah, I remember it like it was
yesterday, the first time I learned of this mountain referred to as Longs Peak.
And I still remember the pain I felt knowing it was going to be a long time
before I would ever get to see her…
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