Interesting seeing the old ruins (not a whole lot there) on the summit, otherwise not really worth it. Follow roads (helps to have a map on your phone) until reach a small meadow fairly high up- stay on the road all the way to the back and turn R staying on the road. It will continue up more or less directly at Tlaloc until a saddle. Turn up following intermittent climber's trails to the summit. 5.5hrs car to car for us.
Started in Río Frío and got a bit lost between 3150 and 3500 m a.s.l. because of the many paths in the woods. It is important to cross the river and continue on its right margin, otherwise you end up inside a deep horseshoe gorge (like myself lol).
In the upper parts, the route is way clearer, as there is an old logging road which I even imagine viable for mountain biking. I turned back at around 3900 m a.s.l. because I saw a forest fire close to the summit and didn't want to put myself in danger.
I had a great day up and around Tlaloc. It had rained the night before, but it was a sunny day, the forest was beautiful. I didn't see the summit untill half an hour before I reached it, which took me 4,5 hours but don't ask me about how I got there ...(see the addition to the main page that I left). A great summit, different, with those ruins, spent more than an hour up there. I had a great view, although all the other volcanoes were surrounded by clouds when I got to the top. I walked down trailblazing using my compass.
I climbed Tlaloc via a new route, an old boy scout trail that I found on the eastern ridge. I t was a beautful day, springflowers were in abundance and the hike though heavier and steeper then the usual route was awesome. A great acclimitisation hike.
Was a crazy night to try for the summit, but with plans to climb Izta this weekend getting up above 4000m and running around a little was mandatory. Was pleasantly surprised to find that after 2 years my lungs were still in good shape.
The night switched back and forth between an icy rain and wet snow... made me really question my choice to wear shorts... the view in the morning of Izta and popo mantled in snow made it all worthwhile.
A quick run up to the summit... went with my great firend Javier and spent an hour up on the summit soaking up the views... a fun day trip!
I went on the same trip with my boyfriend, tlogan... this was my first ascent - it was incredible. Seeing the lights of Mexico City below - as well as Ixta, Popo, Malinche and N. de Toluca on our skyline, made the view from the top breath-taking. Sleeping at the top was COLD (on the Mar. 3rd trip), but for the view of the sunset, well worth it.
The third time I summitted Tlaloc was a run up... I did the final 2.5km distance which often took close to an hour in just under 20 minutes... We were pressed for time as a thunderstorm was moving in and I needed the workout to get my lungs ready for my climb on Orizaba 2 weeks later. A great day and a great mountain for training purposes.
From Texcoco, I took a cab to the village of San Pablo. The cab driver told me the cab ride to San Pablo would be "very expensive", but it turned out to be only 6 US dollars. Set up camp along the edge of a dusty field just above San Pablo, and hiked to the summits of Tlaloc and Telapon in one very long day. Excellent first climbs for acclimating for Mexico's bigger volcanoes.
The first time I summited Tlaloc we hiked by the light of a haunting full moon and on the second day summited after an interminable hike. Some great hiking as one clears the treeline and works their way up adjacent to the spine that runs up the western side of the summit plateau.
It is a long hike with an altitude gain in the neighbourhood of 1800m or 6000ft, and it was the first time I had been above 10000 feet in eight years (only the second time in my life). The sunset from the summit plateau is magnificent and if you are camping out close to the summit be prepared for a windy and a chilly night. It dropped down to -15 with the windchill and made the night a blustery affair for sleeping.
A majestic mountain one that I enjoyed climbing immesnsely as it rekindled the fires that had been quenched by university. I was a mountain maniac again!