How we spent the 4th of July. That and eating pie with ice cream. 13,061 ft high but Tioga Road does most of that work for you.
The plan was to do it in a day.
We left the apartment at 4:30am on Tuesday and got back at 3:00pm on Wednesday.
From the route description on Mountain Project:
The Steck-Salathe truly deserves its status as one of the “Fifty Classic Climbs of North America”. Everything from the climbing itself to the many stories of adventure had on the north face of the Sentinel makes this climb a must-do for any aspiring Valley climber — if not a route to be repeated again and again, it certainly should at least be seen as a rite of passage. The climb’s reputation for being long, wide, and physical is well deserved, but the quality of that climbing, the position one achieves, and the overall sense of adventure the route offers should not be understated.
Big ups to my roommate and friend Stewart Williams for being such a baller.
The first day of my life climbing on El Capitan. Perfect weather. Thrutched my way up the first two pitches of Zodiac.
Featuring maneuvers such as cam hooking, a horizontal roof section, many many offset cam placements, and even a bit of free climbing!
Life is good right now. I am not responsible for any of this beauty but I would love for you to come and enjoy it with me.
These were all taken during the last two days, mostly from Tioga Road. The land is emerging sooner than usual after a mild winter.
A day of adventure with 2 incredible human beings.
Many photos and general awesomeness courtesy of Ben and Lindsey.
They travel a lot and write about it here:
Cole and I climbed Moonlight Buttress. This involved a day to climb the first several pitches, a rest day, and then we did the route in a day. I don’t have pictures from the ascent day because my camera broke on this trip (again).
A chap by the name of Alex Honnold got famous by climbing this route without a rope in a little over two hours on April 1, 2008.
Last week I went for a hike. Nob Valley trailhead to Kolob Arch and back.
It was lovely. Here’s what it looked like sometimes.
We woke up and packed as a trio one last time on the nicest day we had seen in the last 2 weeks. Davy got on a train for Anchorage. His new plan was to fly back to the Bay Area and start a road trip.
Jeff and I put our bikes on the free shuttle that takes you to the end of paved section of the road that goes into the park. We biked 10 miles and dropped our stuff off and Sanctuary River campground. Ironically named, as it turned out to have the most-dense population of mosquitos we encountered in Alaska. Almost unbearable.
We fled the campground and spent the rest of the day biking 40-some miles into the park to Tolkat River. The bus system allowed us to throw our bikes on for free and get a ride back to where we had started.
We had 70 miles to go to get to the main entrance of Denali National Park. After about 10 miles of biking at the top of a large hill I looked back to see Davy riding his bike with one leg and instantly knew the bike tour was over for him.
Hitchhiking to the park entrance was our new goal. About 4 cars passed before Barry, an extremely nice manager of a golf course in Fairbanks, stopped in his Toyota Tacoma. We threw our bikes in the back and got a ride to an area outside the park called Glitter Gulch by the locals. Davy used his phone to plan his exit. I drank coffee and observed tourists trying to stay warm on a cold and rainy afternoon.
The next day was spent inside the park hiking. It was the first day of our trip that we didn’t get rained on. Denali itself remained hidden in clouds, but it didn’t really matter, the landscape was immense.