
| Three young and eager members of Outbound along with a Catholic priest called Father Tom and and yours untruly established a camp at the base of the Huascaran Glacier just below 16,000 feet. I remained there the next day while the others carried loads and established an intermediate camp amid the crevasses above 17,000 feet. Two returned to base camp while two slept at the intermediate camp. I followed them up the next morning and spent a fitful night with two others crowded in a two-man tent. The next day we carried loads higher up and stashed them just above the Garganta and below the 20,000-foot saddle between Huascaran Norte and Huascaran Sur. We then descended back to the intermediate camp for another crowded night of three burly men in the two-man tent. The next day we ascended again with our tent on our backs toward the Garganta. On the steepest part, a strap on my rucksack broke. This demoralized me so much that all I could think about was having a big beefsteak and beer in Huaraz.
I decided to forsake Huascaran then and there, being in no mood to share a two-man tent with two others for another uncomfortable and sleepless night. Cautiously I descended the glacier alone, pausing frequently to take pictures of the Callejon de Huaylas from high up on what is probably the most greatest extent of glacial ice within the tropics. Very visible was the track of the tremendous avalanche (aluvion) dislodged by the May 31, 1970 earthquake from Huascaran Norte that had swept down a ravine for 13,000 feet and scoured away the second largest town in the valley, Yungay, killing most of its 20,000 inhabitants before it came to a scouring halt at the base of the Cordillera Negra and continued as a mud flow down the Rio Santa past Caras and through the Canon del Pato toward the sea.
As I was dining on steak and beer in Huaraz three days later, my four sunburned and beaming companions appeared and announced their triumph. I had mixed feelings of regret and envy. I consoled myself by acknowledging the fact that I had contributed to the beginnings of a successful climb of the highest peak in the tropics.
For an full account of the climb, I refer you to Jonathan Stanley's log entry just above mine. A group picture of the five initial members of the party and Huascaran from Musho before the climb and another view of climbers on the lower glacier of Huascaran from base camp are included in the photo section of Huascaran Sur main page. |