Trailhead: about 2100’ (?)
Summit 6214’
4100’ gain
9 miles round trip
Up 5:16
Down 3:30
Left trailhead at 8:40; back at 6:15
Used ax and poles; no crampons or microspikes due to soft snow
The weather was gorgeous; the snow was deep, fresh and made for postholing. I may have set a personal best for slow going.
The trail, as usual, was rough, steep and rocky. The beginning through the forest was muddy from snowmelt and it takes careful log walking and rock hopping to cross the Stillaguamish.
Continuous snow began at 2900’ as the trail enters the valley between Morning Star and Sperry, leading toward Headlee Pass. At 3900’ I turned right and headed up into the first steep snow-filled couloir that breaches the cliffs beyond Sperry. Coming down the route were a large group of climbers who had spent the night at Vesper Lake.
At the top, I puzzled over the lack of the Headlee Pass sign I’d seen in previous years. Later in the day I learned I’d gone up to Not Headlee Pass and that the authentic couloir to Headlee is a hundred yards or so farther up the valley. But both get you to the traverse trail to Vesper; Headlee is perhaps the safer of the two.
From the pass at 4600’ it’s essentially a long steep trek up another 1500’ to the summit, made especially tiring yesterday by the deep soft snow. The summit is worth all the effort, with spectacular 360-degree views, including Three Fingers, Whitehorse, Baker, White Chuck, Pugh, Glacier, Sloan, Morning Star, Del Campo, Sperry, Stuart, Rainier and on and on.
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It was a day for climbing clubs to get in some alpine conditioning. I met people from Boealps, Bushwhacker and a Meetup club. Two parties from Boealps had spent the night at Vesper Lake and climbed Vesper and Sperry. A group of about eight from a Meetup hiking and scrambling club romped up Vesper, looking forward to a Mother’s Day climb of Mount St. Helens when, they tell me, they will all wear dresses in honor of Mom. A private party, of three men, climbed Sperry and then followed the connecting ridge to the top of Vesper. As I was coming down about 3:30 I passed a young couple laboring upward, an hour from the summit, in shorts and lightweight trail shoes, no gaiters, no ice ax, no poles, no gloves -- definitely not members of a climbing club.