For another version of this TR with more pictures, see Sergio's page.
Dates: September 27-29, 2002. Summit Day: Saturday, September 28 Route: South Face via traverse from Little Jack People: Paul Klenke & Sergio Verdina Used Gear: crampons, ice axe, helmet, (foldable water jug to store water on Little Jack) Advisable Gear: 30m rope, harness, runners
Day 1 (Friday):
Started from East Bank Trail trailhead at Panther Creek. We left the car at 11:20AM and by 12:10PM we were at the junction with the Jack Mountain Trail (2.5 miles to here). From this junction it is 6.0 miles to Little Jack although my topo software says approx. 4.4 miles. It is 4,800 ft of gain from junction to Little Jack (6,745 ft) and it’s uphill all the way. This trail was largely uneventful…except for the dead horse just off the trail at 4,000 ft! There was a pile of oats on the trail and Sergio and I thought this odd. Then we heard the din of lots and lots of flies and looked up the bank in that direction. There, under an alder bush about twenty feet away—half in the sun and half out—was a dead horse on its side with one leg thrust up in the air. (On the way back I noticed its tongue sticking out like an animal that has croaked.) As soon as we saw the horse we began to additionally smell it. Because there was no saddle on the horse we figured there wasn’t also a dead rider around. Then, after switchbacking up the hill to a point about 80 ft above the carcass the stench really hit us and hit us hard. I have never smelled anything so repugnant in the great outdoors in my life!
When we got to the ridge crest below Little Jack the thought hit us that there wouldn’t be any running water or even snow on the ridge with which to hydrate ourselves. By 3:00PM (3 hours, 50 min total hike time) we were at the top of Little Jack looking for a stream or a snow patch. And lo and behold Sergio spots one about the size of a kitchen sink on the east side of the ridge. (Later I would find one the size of a bathtub in the same general area.) Only problem was that the ice turned out to have some sort of miniscule larvae in it (mosquito larvae?) not too much larger than granules of sugar. Oh well, drink up anyway. We made camp at the little hump (6,600 ft) just northwest of Little Jack. We dubbed this little hump Little Jackie. My-oh-my, the views from here are outstanding. Magnanimous (or maleficent?) Jack Mountain stood aloof with its broad girth towering over the head of Crater Creek. I highly recommend going to Little Jack simply for the view. The fall colors on the nearby landscape were great too. Blueberries were also abundant, though overripe for the most part. When it got dark it was clear. I happened to see a shooting star zoom across the firmament and disappear out of sight almost directly behind the summit of Jack Mountain. A good omen?
Day 2 (Saturday):
We left the tent at 7:10AM. By 7:30AM we were at the 6,080+ ft notch between Little Jack’s ridge and the hulk of Jack Mountain. By 8:30AM we were at the 5,600 ft low-point of our traverse over to the South Face of Jack Mountain. This low point is at the toe of the first major buttress west of the prominent waterfalls. Now, because I had been in the area before (both on the Little Jack side and on the Jerry Lakes side), I had my own photos of the mountain with which to reconnoiter a route. I perceived a way to save time on the traverse by beginning an angling ascent at these waterfalls. The way would go up a grassy/heathery slope that would ultimately round the corner of the next buttress to the east. From this corner, the South Face would come in to view and be easily accessed (or at least approached). Remember: it was my perception that a way existed. I had no way of proving it unless going there and succeeding with it.
Now, here is where it gets tricky. There was a lot of route finding taking place here, so this will be hard to describe. Hopefully I will do a good job. On approach to the low point of the traverse it is necessary to pass through some timber. If you stay close to the buttress rock you will come upon a brushy, trickling gully that eventually disappears into a brushy boscage below. Do not down-climb the gully but parallel it in the trees to the right for about 80 vertical feet. Why not down-climb the gully? Because it’s steep, wet, muddy, and mined with loose rocks. One of these rocks about the size of a 450 Chevy engine block began to roll toward Sergio. Sergio’s reflexes took over as he made like a grasshopper and sprung out of the way at just the last moment. That boulder would have crushed his skull. Phew, that was a close call! Once you’ve gone down about 80 ft, look across the gully to where the buttress wall turns a corner and begins to head back uphill in a northeasterly direction. There will be alder growing up almost to the buttress. Cross the moist gully (about 100 ft) and climb NE in the tight squeeze between buttress and alder. Keep going until you come to a semi-open area that provides views of the cataracts to your right (eastward) and a cliff to your left (northward). With the cliff to your north and the waterfalls to your east, you’ll think you’re at an impasse, but there is a way. Trust me. There is a way. Actually, there are three ways: Paul’s way, Sergio’s way, and the way we used to come back. I will describe all of these in turn. Note: Fred Beckey in his Cascade Alpine Guide says to keep traversing below the cliffs until below the South Face. What we saw was a hell of a lot of brush that way—ugly.
Paul’s way: straight up the cliff. DO NOT GO THIS WAY! From a distance, it looks like 4th-class terrain. But when you get half way up you realize it’s mid-5th (complete with very down-sloping ledges) and you’re now stuck with no other option than to continue up. Note that this cliff is also hard to protect, so don’t even think about leading up it with a belay from below. From about ¾ of the way up the cliff I was able to traverse on a thin grassy ledge to get to safety. Meanwhile, Sergio opted to take the gully to the left.
Sergio’s way: from the semi-open area, look for a very steep and extremely loose gully leading roughly northwestward. The gully is broken rock at the bottom turning to scree and sand as you near the top. Work upwards until you reach a few weaknesses and exit options. The main body of the gully curves to the right and transforms into a relatively featureless 5th class chimney. It seemed possible to tunnel under a chock stone and stem up through the chimney to a saddle, but it is probably best to avoid this. Just left of the chimney, a down sloping slab appears to provide easy access to the cliffy ridge-top above but seems to narrow and become quite thin and exposed immediately just as the moves get interesting. This way is also not advisable. Left of this down-sloping slab you will find a blocky face that offers a short pitch of low 5th class climbing (would be difficult to down-climb). A short move through a chimney while making use of green belays (potential rap anchor) at top of chimney ends the pitch. (There is possibly easier climbing to the left.) Scramble up on loose scree to the top of the ridge. Go right and follow the ridge crest (stay on left side of crest when going becomes difficult) over to the obvious saddle at the end of the 5th class chimney mentioned earlier. From saddle, observe a large grassy down-sloping ledge (some trees) breaking the cliff band in front and below you (the cliff Paul went up). Continue across the saddle and over smaller down-sloping grass ledges towards a rock face and small gully leading down to trees at the end of a large grassy ledge. Down-climb a loose and exposed down-sloping 4th class face (right of gully when facing down) to aforementioned ledge. Traverse ledge while brachiating branches for dear life—just inches from exposed cliff edge—until ledge widens and opens to heather slopes by a stream crossing. Stop at stream and take a few shots of whiskey to calm your nerves after this harrowing experience!
The 3rd way (the zigzag): This is the way we came down but it can be done on the way up (see sketch in submitted photos). Between the cliff and the nearest watercourse canyon (the most westerly waterfall) there is a ramp/ledge system with scrub evergreens at various positions along it. From the semi-open area, bear northeastward obliquely uphill toward where the cliff abuts the shallow canyon. Find a sandy ramp that turns into a ledge. This ramp/ledge will pass through a short, evergreen squeeze tunnel and then terminate on the other side about 50 ft farther along. At the terminus, make an eight-foot step up (class 4) to another ledge that goes back left (west) about 50 feet to above the aforementioned tunnel. Make another step up (easier) to the next ledge up that goes back right 60 ft or so. This ledge makes a jog upward at its east end (class 4) and more or less ends just beyond a scrub evergreen. Use the evergreen to green-belay yourself up to a short, grassy face (class 3 or 4) then bear right to a large evergreen patch. Footing here is hidden underneath but the evergreens should hold you snug to the rock. Keep going straight up from one evergreen patch to the next. Above this second patch there is a scree ledge that crosses the watercourse just above the canyon (easy). From here, it’s easy all the way to the South Face. Note: it may be advisable to do a running belay up this zigzag. There are ample trees to girth-hitch runners to but rope drag could be a problem. A 30m rope should suffice.
Several streams come down from on high beyond the aforementioned difficulties. These streams are a good water source. Continue up the grassy slope past slabs and a minor rock band to where the slope rounds the corner of the next most easterly buttress. From this corner, the South Face below the main summit appears. Approach the snowfield(s) below the South Face and look for the most prudent way up the 50-100 ft cliff that bars easy access from snowfield to upper gullies. There are ledges on the far right side close to the Southeast Ridge that look feasible. Above these ledges, you could access the broad gully that leads up to the ridge crest directly east of the summit tower.
Sergio and I opted to go straight up the middle of the snowfield at its thinnest point (about 40 vertical feet). We put crampons on for this. At the top of this thinnest point a prominent ledge extended up to the left for several hundred yards. It was alternately sandy and slabby but easy. This broad ledge ends short of the upper snowfield (the snowfield above the west end of the lower snowfield). The terminus of the ledge coincides with a big block (a fallen merlon?) that rests half on the ledge and half on the cliff to the right. We then freeclimbed the cliff (low class 5) for about 20 feet to get to the less-steep gully above. (I say “less-steep” but the gully is still steep. In fact, from here on out, the gullies above are about as steep as they can get and still be climbed without ropes.) Note that this short cliff may be difficult to get back down because there are no places to make a rappel anchor. There is a way to get down without ropes but it requires a low 5th class down-climb of about eight feet (read below). We essentially alternated between climbing in gullies or on small ribs all the way to the top. Parts of the gullies and ribs were clean and other parts were chossy. All in all, due to the chossiness and lack of protection points, none of it was conducive to belayed travel. On the way up, you’ll near a row of pinnacles up and to the right that look like ridge gendarmes. Keep left of these pinnacles. Left and just above the pinnacles there is a gully comprised of bright red rock. Ascend this gully or the rib to its left (possible snow whales at its top). From here you’ll be able to see the summit tower above and to the right perhaps 300 vertical feet up. Via loose ledges, slopes, and gullies, bear toward the notch just west of the summit blocks. At the notch, the easiest way is to go around the left (north) side of the ridge crest to a small slab (easy but exposed). From here the adrenalin will kick in and whisk you up to the summit (class 3).
Sergio and I made it to the summit from Little Jackie in 6.5 hours. Beckey says 6 hours but we lost about half-an-hour route finding back at the 5,900 ft level. We didn’t stay at the summit too long (perhaps 10 minutes). We snapped off our obligatory pictures and signed the register. Noteworthy names such as The Jung Climbing Machine (Jim, Roger, and David), Jan Deveny, Ronnie Parker, Eric Hoffman, and Tom Sjolseth stood out in the register.
We backtracked our up-route all the way down to the cliff band above the snowfield. The cliff band was dispatched by down-climbing it at a point about 40 ft to skier’s left of the fallen merlon (in a small depression in the cliff). I saw this depression on the ascent but it didn’t look feasible as a way up the cliff. It was about while we were here that the first cloud enveloped the summit. Now that’s cutting it close: one hour to spare!
Within an hour we were back at the zigzag. We didn’t know yet if it was a way to get back down but it seemed like our best option. If worst came to worst, we would rappel it with our 30m rope. But a rappel was not necessary, which is not to say it wasn’t frightfully exposed. Going through the evergreen tunnel was fun (like spelunking). On the other side of the tunnel we were home free, as if the tunnel led to a different world—a safer world. An hour-an-a-half later we would be approaching camp slogging on autopilot and sputtering on fumes. 12 hours and 15 minutes round trip.
Day 3 (Sunday): We slept in. While the wind blew, I snored and Sergio mumbled in his sleep. I thought I heard voices outside at around 9:00AM, but Sergio doesn’t believe me. We awoke to light snowfall. The red and green landscape had added a thin dusting of white. It was socked in for the most part but the intermittent sucker-holes enlivened us. Eventually, we broke camp (leaving at 1:00PM). By 4:20PM we were back at the car, but not before revisiting the dead horse one more time. Ugh! What a foul smell! Ah, but who cares? We just climbed JSM—Jack’s Spanker Mountain. Yep, on the last gasp of summer, we spanked the spanker.
1. While the approach for the Little Jack camp is shorter than for the Jerry Lakes camp by as much as a half, the summit day is twice as long due to the traverse one needs to do to get over to the mountain. All in all, they’re both about the same in terms of time spent on foot.
2. The Jerry Lakes basin and surrounding basins are beautiful, but Little Jack provides better distant views (all the way from Golden Horn to Snowfield Peak to Hozomeen Mountain) and almost as much nearfield scenery.
3. The traverse to Jack from the Little Jack side requires climbers with more stamina and those who are not faint of heart. The principle difficulty may be down low getting past the zigzag area, not the South Face. One could avoid the zigzag area by continuing eastward at the 5,600 ft level to below the South Face directly below the summit but this would entail much contouring on alternately brushy, forested, and cliffy terrain. It just did not look feasible to us.
4. The more people in your party, the greater the risk of injury due to rockfall. It is darn near impossible to not kick rocks down the mountain. A party of two would be best. A party of four or more might do well to split into two groups and go down different gullies.
5. The snowfield(s) below the South Face are steep enough to warrant crampons in late season. Others have apparently avoided the snowfield(s) altogether by climbing in the moat behind the snow on the far right side. This would require an ascent of the rightmost gully on the face. However, this gully is probably the easiest of them all. Yet, this gully leads to the east side of the summit tower whose completion is one class 4 pitch. Some parties have elected to skirt below the south side of the summit tower to get to the class 3 west finish.
6. Water could be scarce on Little Jack in September. Look for ice patches on the east side of the ridge—especially on north side of Little Jack. When I was there in early September in 1997 there were still pools on the ridge but these were all completely dry for our trip. It is advisable to bring a water storage bag. Fill the bag up with ice when you get in to camp and by the time you get back from the climb it will have melted for you. We managed 2+ liters of water doing this.
Well done! I was just up at Ross Lake this weekend camping with the family and the Nohokomeen Glacier was glowing from our camp in the sunset. Just read your report and I put up a couple of rough routes for visualization and for future use and am tagging them here. Cheers
Day One Roughly : http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=3859443
Day Two Roughly : Oh I gave up and didn't even try ;)
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