Loved every minute of this beautiful hike. We had a perfect summit day...blue skies, sunshine, and little wind. See our trip report and photo gallery here Wheeler Peak
One of my top ten favorite mountains. The trail is obvious even though it traverses over rock for the last few miles.
I felt sick (sore throat and fever) it rained on me and cleansed me of my illness. A magical place. I think it was 2004 in July.
Got bored in Utah and decided to check this place out. Arrived late at night knowing nothing about the park or mountain. Read a couple signs in the morning and headed up. Overall a great mountain!
I have passed Baker and Wheeler several times. Finally on a trip destined for the Palisades of California (and disaster with a fridge sized rock, my right leg, the north face of Polemonium, many painful repels, hoobling accross the Pal glacier, a sore night in tent, a scarry heli ride, a tizzy with the unneccessarry ambulance, and a hot ride home.) Oh, thats another story...
Anyway I had jsut planned to hike to the Bristlecones and maybe to the "glacier" above. We kept on up to the lookers right up a some fun ledges slightly on the face and through the choke of the twisting couloir. Thismiddle section featured large loose boulders that were somewhat unnerving and would be more fun with mid-late may spring snow. The views on this route were awesome! YOu get to see everything. Ondescent we detoured to the pretty lakes west of the peak... Wish I had my fishing pole, I'm not very good but I wouldn't mind trying a Bonneville Trout. We did have a nice grilled steak picnick at the trailhead and then headed on into the night to drive accross the desert without such searing heat until wehit Badwater and the nasty over heating pass out of Death Valley to Big Pine!
Really incredible views of the basin and range country, but watch out for those thunderstorms...
A beautiful morning turned into some pretty marginal weather by noon. There were only five people on the mountain that day - including three guys who had made an alpine start and were on the summit for sunrise. Saw lots of deer that day and the winds on the ridge were VERY strong. Awesome views. Great experience.
I climbed this one in August, 1972 with my Mom and Dad (Lois and Lawrence) my older brother Barton, and my sister-Jane and my brother Eric. My mom and sister haven't hiked above 13,000 feet since.
Wonderful afternoon, lots of solitude. I only saw two other hikers, just above treeline, who had turned back and tried to deter me with tales of unbearable wind. Not too bad though, and the aspens below were at the height of color.
Great hike from the beautiful meadows- there was no one else in the park! A little bit of snow at the top and the Bristlecone Forest was amazing!
beautiful hike-- I even had the summit to myself for a few minutes
Nice hike. Just as I was heading down, some thunder heads started moving in so I stepped up the pace. As I was driving back down to the valley, it got pretty rough up there. I then drove to Moab with these dark clouds behind me most of the way. 1:35 to the top.
Great view. That's one hell of a summit carin!
3 hours roundtrip
What a fun route. Much better than the trail, if you like to climb.
Other summit date: August 7, 2004 via trail.
Always lots of deer on the trail and wind across the ridge line.
The trail is easy up this big mountain. The day started out nice with a clear blue sky. Then the clouds started to build up. When I got to the top I hurried and took pictures. Then all of the sudden the hair on my head stood straight up and my camera shocked me. It was quite an electrifying experience. Everyone on the summit started running back down the trail. Lightning was all around us and it started hailing as we descended down the plateau. It turned out to be a very interesting day.
Easy climb with beautiful scenery and rugged
ridges and cliffs all around that makes it look
tougher than it is.
A relatively mild hike for a large and beautiful mountain.
My group combined this peak with Baker and Pyrimid Peak. We camped at Baker Lake. In the night a boulder came off the Wheeler Massiff and tumbled for what seemed like 10-12 seconds befor hitting the water on the other side of the lake. We thought that was the end of it, but the crashes turned into "SPLOOSHES AND SPLASHES," as it continued to move through the water toward our tent. Just at the point that I was jumping out of the sleeping bag and getting ready to run for my life, the boulder finally stopped. That was fifteen years ago and I still remember that incident with vivid recall.
Nice climb -- perfect day