Quick work of some fine rock |
In late November Brian, Greg and I set out to hit some ice up in Huntington's Ravine. We woke up early, made the trek from Portland, and began to gear up in the parking lot. Before
we arrived we could see that the ravine looked bare and we were not
confident about what kind of conditions we would find.
The parking lot
was full of folks from all over New England ready to get on some ice. We saw crampons, ice
tools and helmets being pulled from cars and strapped onto packs. We figured that if there was any ice in the ravine it would be in either Pinnacle Gully or on the left side of Odells. We knew that there were few climbing options, but many climbers.
For us the choice to leave our tools, ice screws and crampons in the car seemed to make the most sense. We didn't have climbing shoes, but we figured it would be good practice to climb in our ice boots instead. We had ropes, helmets, harnesses, trad gear, and "phat boots". We had options.
Although we made great time on the approach there were three parties at the base of Pinnacle Gully, one party on their way up and more folks headed up. While we were roping up at the base of Pinnacle Buttress we saw a solo climber pass over a party at the mid point of the first pitch on a thin section of ice. We heard grumblings from the climbers below as debris fell onto them just as they were getting onto the pitch. As we made our way up the first couple of pitches of rock we heard ice call outs and harsh tones. By the third pitch of the buttress I was down to one layer and was soaking in the sun.
We were moving quickly for a group of three until we came to the base of the 5.8 variation. At this point a new strategy was needed to tackle the more difficult terrain. Although we didn't have any aid gear Greg made quick work of the pitch by using the existing pins, a few cams, nuts and slings to help him through the most technical parts. As we moved up the cliff we stayed in front of the sun and managed to escape the shade that was forming behind and below us.
Sunny warm and fuzzy... |
I have not climbed extensively in phat boots and I'm always amazed at how quickly my feet seem to adapt. As far as I can tell climbing in phat boots is more about edging then smearing and when a foot slips it seems to blow off the hold rather then gradually slipping off. Although my feet were a little warm, they were snug and comfortable and did not ache from being too tight or lacking support.
GB looks better exposed... |
We were soon scrambling our way up to the edge of the alpine garden above both the buttress and the gully. Once again we were heading up into the sun and leaving the shadows behind us. I was envious of those that got in a day of ice, but I was pleased that we had avoided the crowd, the falling ice, and the cold for one more day. I was also able to bridge the gap between rock and ice by improving my ability to edge, smear and trust my feet and gear in a different way. We saw our options, and made them available.
Post Pinnacle Lions Head |