I remember it being steep in parts and hot. Good views to the east.
Great skiing off the North/east bowl, but awful avy danger and terrible alder bushwhacking in the lower drainage on the ski out.
Exhilerating run from the lower pipeline trailhead (as the gate is still closed to elbow fork) to the summit of Mt. Aire. It took me 1 hr 2 min and 3 sec to from trailhead to touching the summit log. As you can see I am a little obsessed with timing myself. I also saw a cougar in this area last year (2004) on the pipeline trail just below elbow fork very near the road. I accidently "snuck up" on it from behind while mountain biking. When my brain finally registered what it was I slammed on my brakes which squeaked and spooked it so it took off. I was glad it ran off, but couldn't help wishing I could've had more time to admire it.
These three were done at different times. Church Fork from Grandier west along the ridge and down Birch Hollow in November. Mt Aire was done April 29 2002 thru nearly two miles of slushy snow before reaching reaching the trailhead at Elbow Fork. Close to the summit the trail was hot and dry. Millvu was done May 13 2002 starting at Elbow Fork, a nice walk to the trailhead, and soon going thru snow. Near the summit we saw fresh Mountain Lion tracks in the snow. We decended the east ridge and bush wacked to the The Firs. A long 3.5 mile walk to the car.
November 14, 2004 - We hiked to Mount Aire on a cloudy day in November. There was snow on the summit and no one else on the mountain that day.
July 14, 2007 - I hiked Murdock Peak, Millvue Peak, Mount Aire, Church Fork Peak, and Granduer Peak on Millcreek Ridge. I did the traverse going from east to west. Some sections of the ridge of the ridge require bushwhacking and is probably better when covered in snow.
I made it to the saddle the previous week beginning from the neighborhoods in SLC and climbing over Grandeur Pk & Church Fork Pk. I returned this week to bag the summit and head over to Millvue.
60mph sustained winds with 80mph gusts (and some time restraints) forced us to descend before reaching Millvue, but not after having a delightful, but tiring experience on the exposed ridge.
An extra bonus - we were able to find the summit register in the snow!
A great view with lots of wildlife, especially moose and birds along the way. My wife came face to face with a cougar just down the pipeline trail from the Elbow Fork trailhead a couple of years ago. Luckily it ran off.
We missed the cougar chasing the moose.
Nice lower peaks. I find the Burch Hollow route up Church Fork to be my favorite among these three peaks.
Took my small pup to the top. Nice, leisurly hike where we met a lot of other dogs. Saw Gobbler's Knob and Mt. Raymond from the top. Green the entire way up.
Took my 7week old pup to the top. Nice, leisurly hike where we met a lot of other dogs. Saw Gobbler's Knob and Mt. Raymond from the top. Green the entire way up.
On Washington's Birthday, Ronald Davis, Ronald DeWaal, and yours truly undertook the first mountain climb of our young lives. Inspired by Richard Halliburton, we tackled the small mountain immediately east of Salt Lake. Suburbia had not reached these foothills yet. Leaving Wasatch Boulevard, we had to dodge deer in their winter feeding ground to assail the first slope of "Mount Halliburton," which we dubbed the mountain since we were not aware of its actual name. It took us three hours to trudge upward through knee-deep snow to reach the summit, a disappointing achievement since we could see higher points further east and south. Nevertheless we unfurled a white cloth on which I had lettered our names and the date. Three sophomores from South High School then posed proudly for pictures before trudging back down to Wasatch Boulevard and home.
The following year (1950) Ronald Davis and I went on to greater glory on the Grand Teton and Popocatepetl. Subsequently during the following decade, I climbed Orizaba, Mount Rainier, the Matterhorn, Huayna Potosi, and Mont Blanc. In 1971 I completed my mountaineering career in the Cordillera Blanca of Peru by summiting Vallanaraju and attempting Huascaran. More casually I hiked up Vesuvius, Fuji-san, and many of the higher peaks of the Wasatch and Mount Whitney in the Sierra Nevada. In the early eighties, I enjoyed two three-week treks in the Nepalese Himalayas, first to Everest Base Camp and two years later up the Kali Gandaki and around Annapurna. Now I am too old to climb anything but a few flights of stairs. Why must youth be wasted on the young?
I've climbed a few times when growing up.
The first trip I remember was probably June 13-14 1986 (?) when I slept on the north end of the very rocky summit with my Dad and brother Mark. It wasn't the best campsite, but I wanted to sleep there.
The last time I was on the summit was with my wife Kimberly on August 30 2008.
I hiked Mount Aire only. It's a nice short hike, though it's steeper than I had expected.
Every time I head up this peak I have an excellent time.