The tires hiss and screech as I come to an abrupt halt, I scavenge the car looking for my binoculars. A small floss of ice flows off a rock face in the distance and I catch a glimpse of it thru the clouds. Its almost like I can sense the new forming ice like Spiderman’s Spider-sense……well maybe not but that would be pretty cool.
We eventually make it to a trailhead and are super psyched that it looks to be about a 30-minute approach. Contrary to what some people might say not all of my adventures are Mulkey Death Marches (Joel Anderson Quote).
I couldn’t believe how great it looked and the trail went right by the route. With temperatures forecasted at near 50 degrees we knew we had a limited amount of time that the ice would be climbable before cratering to the base of the cliffs.
The pillar got a little lighter but the foot placements got better!
The last pitch was super steep and gear and placements were like digging in a sand box for something solid. This pitch was ice climbing at its best, like bouldering you had to figure out the sequence thru the crux…
I must say I loved this climb all of the movement was exciting and fifty percent of the time your feet were on the rock which provided secure foot placements on protruding boulders in the volcanic kitty litter.