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Yesterday, my friend Tom and I went up to Camp Muir at Mt Rainier National Park (do we have a GREAT backyard or what?)
for those who just want the pictures (106 of them), they are here-Camp Muir Adventure Photos:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wildcelticrose/sets/72157607552754968/
This, like our Eastern Washington adventure was one of those “spur of the moment-just short of a dare” plans concocted over adult beverages. Lisa+Tom+Alcohol=let's go have an adventure. Actually, he was quite “shocked and appalled” that I had never been all the way up to Camp Muir. (the green tent symbol on the map)
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I knew this would be “interesting” since I haven't been hiking this summer, and certainly haven't spent any appreciable time above sea level. It doesn't matter how much swimming or biking I've been doing, or that I've done three triathlons (the training for, along with late snow is what kept me off the hiking trails) hiking muscles and biking muscles are different and I am not acclimated of altitude of any kind at the moment.
We would ascend approximately 4,600 feet up the mountain to an altitude of 10,000 feet; 2,800 feet of that up the Muir Snowfields (which turned out to be a light crust of fresh stuff, over old stuff, over ice with water running under and through it; good times)
Oh, and THIS sign? We scoffed at it. Big “people eating” crevasses almost never open up on the Muir Snowfields. (more on this later)
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I was most definitely having an “off” morning. I had stayed up too late the night before with friends and thought it would be easy to grab my stuff and throw it in the pack.
I didn't feel quite “right” when I woke up and the morning got worse from there. I could not find my stupid gaiters to save my life, even after tearing my apartment apart. That threw me behind on everything else.
But I managed to find my YakTraxs for traction (in some places it would have been nice to have my crampons) a hydration bladder that wasn't growing weird stuff inside, my safety gear, ten essentials and (as it turns out, not quite enough) food and managed to be ready to go, only 5 minutes late.
We were on the road to the mountain (“the mountain” in our case is Tahoma, Mt Rainier's real name) at 6:35 AM and a beautiful day was in the making (there were rumors of showers in the morning, but they did not appear.) I drank a bottle of NUUN electrolytes the night before and drank one on the way up.
It was a beautiful morning at Paradise!
That's when I discovered that I had not screwed the cap on my hydration bladder (field test version from work that I have terrible scores to and thankfully we did not market) and it emptied its self out inside my pack. My hat, gloves and other items were soaked and I literally poured water out of my pack. I laid things out to dry and headed over to the lodge to put more water in bladder (and screw the cap on all the way)
Here's a view from the new lodge
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and here's a shot from inside the new lodge
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We headed up the trail at about 9:00 AM (a bit later than planned, but who cares, it was a beautiful day)
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It takes me a while to warm up but felt fine after about 20 minutes.
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We scoffed at this warning sign (even though we've both been in a white out up there) too because it was going to be a beautiful day.
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We should not have tempted fate/karma/the mountain because that's when the clouds moved in and chased us well into the snowfields.
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At about 8,700 feet, I was well into the “bite me” zone, which quickly turned into the “I suck” zone when I was frustrated with myself of succumbing to altitude and having to stop and rest frequently. (and holding someone who scampers up this mountain regularly back) The thing that was odd, was that my heart rate wasn't all that high, and I wasn't breathing all that hard, but I was exceptionally fatigued. (I don't take “clues” well)
I offered Tom the option of turning back because I was pretty disgusted with myself for how slowly I was making progress, and was concerned that I wouldn't be able to turn this trip around in a reasonable amount of time. Being a good guy, he put up with me.
Of course, it's not like It wasn't steep and relentless. I didn't give myself credit for that until I sat down for a food/water break and watched other people trudging up the slope.
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The worst part was ahead of us, as parts of the snowfields were melting off under the snow and ice creating raging underground rivers (very cool sounding, yet creepy at the same time) There was crusty snow, on water, on ice which made for very tricky footing and finding the occasional hole (a few of which were definite “leg breakers”
The motto of the day, “HA! We cheated death again!” (not really, but it sounded good)
The climbers we saw coming down, had not made it to the top (no one did yesterday) because of high winds and avalanches. They started out from Camp Muir at 12:00 – 2:00 AM only to have to turn back at 12,000 feet at the top of Disappointment Cleaver (named that for a reason) It would not be a big deal to us, but those who came from Russia and other far away places it is a HUGE disappointment (the very nice guys we chatted with from Russia are here for three months so they may still make it, the guys from Utah were out of luck)
You can see a bit of the wind up top in this picture which I took from Camp Muir
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When we got near Anvil Rock Camp Muir was in sight and we started cutting diagonally across the snowfield. The rangers were having people stay to the far right and approach the camp from the top, but there were a lot of big rocks coming down there, so we opted to carefully probe and work our way across the crevasse.
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Crevasses? We had crevasses, several of them big enough to fall into and get really hurt! (I thought they were cool and took lots of pictures!)
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We picked our way through the minecrevasse field and headed up to Camp Muir to enjoy the sun and chatting with people all over the world who had come to climb and/or stay the night at Camp Muir. (the difficulty of this trip weeds out the riff raff/tundra trompers/marmot feeders)
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And of course, photo ops above the clouds with Mt Adams in the background.
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After enjoying the sun and company, we started the long, slippery slog back down. Even with YakTraxs I did a lot of slipping and sliding and almost went down several times.
My legs felt fine going up, but down was pretty hard on them.
Ten hours after we started our little adventure, we were back down at Paradise, after watching a very pretty sunset from the Skyline Trail.
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Oh, and the reason I felt so bad?
I'm SICK darn it, with a fever and everything. Darn kids go back to school, give germ to their parents, who come to work and spread the love. (riding public transit does not help either)
By the time we got off the snowfields, my sinuses where plugged and I had a pounding, nauseating sinus headache which threatened to go migraine on me, on the left side of my face right behind the eye and was very chilled. (no, it was not altitude sickness, I know the difference, and felt pretty darn good, was well hydrated and had a normal pulse rate at 10,000 feet)
So today, I'm a resting (was going to do a bike ride on Vashon Island, maybe next weekend?) and making up for all the calories I burned and didn't replace yesterday (better to keep what I had down, than eat and puke)
Even sick it was an AWESOME day!
~L