Archive for July, 2008

Black Canyon – Pent Up

Thursday, July 31st, 2008

I put up a new route in the Black Canyon with the help my friends Jack Jefferies and Cody Sims.

My other friend Erika Napoletano was nice enough to write an article about it that got published in Rock and Ice’s web site.  Here it is!

“Feeling my sphincter tighten as I scan the pegmatite for the slightest nubbin, it’s probably better I haven’t realized I accidentally kicked-out my last cam as I passed it. Getting through the crux moves was just the beginning … there was plenty of puzzle still to work out and the angle of the wall is not forgiving with time. The climbing will get easier (lie), but the fall only gets bigger too (not a lie). Why did I sign up for this again? The stress of not wanting to slip-off even the easier moves wears me down and tightens my muscles. I need to stay loose. I need to keep the flow. I need to catch my damn breath. I think I’ve been neglecting to breathe for the past twenty minutes now. Just a tricky little traverse left. That blue alien is looking small and dubious. Where’s the damn belay? I feel as mentally tired as I do physically…The belay – finally! Glad to have squeaked past that one.”

- Random thoughts from Jason Nelson on the First Ascent of Pent Up

If a crux pitch named “Mexican Standoff” doesn’t get your attention, then the overhanging headwall comprised of discontinuous seams that takes thin pro and leaves you with what Jason Nelson describes as a “pumped and puckered” feeling should.

On June 7, Nelson and fellow climbers Cody Sims and Jack Jefferies established Pent Up, a 700-foot, seven-pitch 5.12c route in Black Canyon. What’s in a name? Apparently Nelson had been eyeing new routes in the Black too long without enough action and Sims was in a similar situation (his tale one frustration with the female gender as opposed to walls of quartz monzonite). Jefferies needed to let loose a spirit repressed from living in the Manhattan monster for too long, as soon he would be too fat, too rich, and too old if he didn’t get out of the city. Driving home after the ascent, the group brainstormed some names, and Pent Up was only thing that seemed to collectively gel. Though they couldn’t decide if “pent” was actually a word, they lacked the requisite energy to whip out the Scrabble dictionary and see if they’d hit a triple word score.

Initially scouted a month ago by Nelson after an aborted climbing trip, the scouting trip was an adventure all its own involving scrambling down gullies and up to rock islands, thunder storms, an inch or two of hail, and a slip-induced slitting of Jason’s wrist. After studying the digital photos, his impressions were that the top of the line might be thin but that the bottom offered quite a few options. Those options turned into one logical line and that little thin section ended up being two seriously sustained pitches. Nelson (who lives about an hour away from the Canyon’s South Rim) remarked in jest, “When I heard Jack and Cody were coming to visit, I knew I’d have a team that I could sucker into it. It was Cody’s first route in the Black and Jack had only done two routes prior. Neither of them knew any better.”

The first ascent took the group 3 days of arduous work. As anyone who’s climbed in the Black knows, straying from the Canyon’s trade routes is nothing short of adventure. The bottom half of the route was done ground-up and the top half had to be worked from above. The team encountered a dirty route on the ground-up portion that took cleaning along the way and the top half presented the opportunity to free the shared the last pitch of Count Your Lily Pads (III 5.10 A2), a 10 ft. off-width roof originally aided by John Kaandorp and Steve Demaio on their 1983 FA. Two weeks later, Nelson still can’t look over his right shoulder after falling out of an inverted arm bar while trying to match it with a knee bar on this pitch. “Maybe try some different beta,” he says. “I think being 6′4″ might have been a little prohibitive for that one.”

Nelson describes the crux (the aforementioned Mexican Standoff) as an exciting but reasonably safe pitch. Arête grabs, small crimps, and double heel hooks on either side of a buttress comprised the crux, followed by sustained climbing up the overhanging headwall. Sims sent the crux first and Jason pulled the rope and followed with his own send. “I was pumped, scared and barely got through it. I felt lucky to be able to send it as this was the important part of the route I had envisioned,” he reminisces. “I hadn’t had much luck working out the crux moves on TR. Photographing Cody send the pitch gave me the inspiration I needed to go for it.”

Three days, three climbers and four bolts later, the final project yielded not only some liberated emotional brew and killer views, but some first-rate, steep climbing with spacious, comfy belay stations. Jason and Cody went on to attempt another new route which they abandoned due to sketch rock quality and oppressive heat. Jefferies is moving back to Colorado as of press time and looks forward to more time in the Black. Fears of him getting too old, too fat, and too rich have subsided.

Pitch One: Blocks ‘n Bushes (5.6)
Pitch Two: The Painted Corner (5.9)
Pitch Three: Mr. Crumblies (5.10)
Pitch Four: More Fun Ahead (5.10)
Pitch Five: Mexican Standoff (5.12c)
Pitch Six: Seams and Arete (5.11)
Pitch Seven: Big Brother (5.11, 10’ OW roof)

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Tuolumne Meadows

Thursday, July 24th, 2008

Here is a little collection of photos from Tuolumne Meadows. We wrapped up our trip with ascents of a few of the classic routes. They were fun, but a little lower angle than we might normally prefer. We’re so snobby aren’t we? A few of the routes we did were: Lucky Streaks, and Oz which are pictured here. More fun than the climbing was having coffee and swimming in Tenaya Lake, also pictured here.

Two Days in the Valley

Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

We drove down to the main valley of Yosemite to see what was happening. We had a friend climbing a hard route on El Capitan, swimming in the Merced river, and the illustrious draw of the big walls lured us down there. We should have known better. We were breaking our own rules. It was too much to be so close and not check it out.
The way to do the Valley is to arrive, get on a wall as soon as possible, and once you’re down with your wall, grab a bite to eat and either get on another wall or leave.
The Valley is an absolute disaster in terms of the National Park Service maintaining a wilderness area. Going to the Valley is much the same experience as visiting the Circus Circus Casino in Vegas. It’s absolutely overwhelming. One of the first things you encounter entering the Valley is the traffic. The traffic sucks, but in some cases it can be overlooked as it gives you a chance to rubberneck at the walls.
The one way streets are confusing and they lead you right into either Yosemite Village or Curry Village. I’m not sure which one is worse. At either place, you are confronted with hordes of people. It’s not just hikers and climbers though. It’s everyone you could possible imagine. The Shriners are there with their little cars, OK, so I didn’t exactly see them. The Jesus Camp kids in their hot pink T shirts overwhelm the sound of the traffic. The Indian couple sits on the bench in traditional garb. The groups of Japanese with their cameras and tour busses are there. I spin around dissily as so many people pass me by in every direction. It’s a completely international experience. These people aren’t dressed for the woods though. What are they all doing here?
Our National Parks have been designed to be driven through. Roads weave all over the place so that you can get a view of almost every peak.
Back to complaining about the Valley… so on top of all the people in the Valley, black bears run rampant breaking into cars in search of food. There is up to a $5,000 fine if a bear breaks into your car on top of the damage you have to pay for. There are hundreds of car break ins each year. You’re car is likely safer in downtown Mexico City.
There are several campgrounds in Yosemite Valley, but they are usually full, as was the case this trip. Rather than deal with bears and rangers we drove down valley to El Portal, the closest town to the valley. We had heard there was some “legal” camping in El Portal, but it proved to be elusive. Instead we encountered a town run by the National Park Service to house it’s employees. Every pullout was marked with “No Camping” and “No Overnight Parking” signs. After some searching, we gave up and parked in a bus parking lot. We were exhausted and needed to sleep. Since we were sleeping in our car illegally, we had to keep the doors and windows all blocked up. It must have been over one hundred degrees that night and we cooked in the van. The night was spent tossing and turning waiting for the cool air of the early morning. Little sleep was had. It was the worst night of the trip. The following morning we were a tired wreck. We got to get out of the Valley, can’t take it anymore.

Going Home….

Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

So here we are, in Salt Lake City once again.  We had a couple days in Maple Cayon to finish us off and are headed back to Ouray tomorrow.
Yesterday was Zane’s birthday and after picking him up at the airport we took him to Laoon, a local amusement park.  Carter went with us.  Oh, my gosh…did we have a ball.  We opened the park and right off the bat, went on the most scary, extreme coaster ever!! It went straight up and then straight back down, then lots of twists and turns.  We had so much fun.  I hadn’t been there since I was a kid.  We ended the excursion with a few rounds of  “Dance, dance revolution.”  Now if you like to dance and have never played that game your missing out.  Sweat was running down my back and I’m sure I looked like a complete spaz.  Zane said it was the best birthday of his whole life.  I can’t believe my baby is 13.  This has been a huge year for growth, both physically and emotionally.  It makes me realize how little time I have left.  I feel so blessed to be his mother.
Anyway,  we are all ready to be home and ready to  bask in the cool clean Ouray air, especially after the smoke in California and the dirty air in Salt Lake City.   Zane and I start Hip Hop dance classes tomorrow…another fun adventure.  This has been a great trip, but maybe just a bit long.  I will know that for next time.

Lisa’s view from the Valley

Tuesday, July 8th, 2008

Yesterday we climbed one of the “best” cracks in Toulumne and I hated every minute of it. I think I have hit a wall. Both my mind and body are exhausted and I don’t feel like climbing big rocks anymore. Maybe tomorrow I will enjoy some sport climbing or cragging, but for now I need to rest.
We spent the morning in El Cap Meadow (in Yosemtie N.P.), watching our friend Kate make slow progress up the right side of the wall. We cooled off in the river then sprawled out on our mat to sleep. In the afternoon we sat in the air-conditioned Great Room in the Ahwanee Hotel, working on the ‘puters and people watching.
What a dichotomy there is between the climbers and the guests here at the hotel. Folks here are happy to fork over $500 a night for a room and $100 for a single meal. They gladly hand over their hard earned money for their two week vacation to experience what nature the park has to offer. Most climbers in the Valley, on the other hand pride themselves on how much they can poach, or get for free…entrance into the park, camping, showers, even sometimes meals. They really don’t want to give back anything in exchange for climbing some of the best rock in the world.
I think about my friend Kate again as I take my third long drink from the water fountain, up on El Cap for about 8 days now in scorching hot temps. I relish the cold water, as all the water we have in the van is probably the perfect temperature for making tea. It is a mental shift indeed, coming from the climbing life where the main concerns are food, water, the occasional shower and internet to a place where you can get anything you want, for the right price. I guess I’m somewhere in the middle. I’m happy to give a little back in exchange for being in one of the best climbing areas in the world. Some day I may even splurge on dinner in the Ahwahnee, something to fantasize about every time I am here. I love being here and appreciate the time I have to spend in nature. I’m happy to give back in hopes that places like this will always be here for me to enjoy.
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The Valley

Monday, July 7th, 2008

We just arrived in Yosemite Valley.  The lack of mosquitos and the cool waters of the merced river lured us down here.  The walls are still just as big and majestic as I remembered.  They are less intimidating these days though, as I now see memories painted on the granite.  Remember climbing that one…  

After arriving in the Valley, we pulled up to El Cap Meadow, jumped in the river, and then promptly fell asleep on our OR Multi Mat.  We are so hard core!  

Our friend Kate is up on El Cap right now, likely to top out tomorrow.  We could see her up there.  Otherwise the walls are pretty empty as the heat has driven away most of the wall climbers.

After some rest, I hope to muster up some mojo for one more big adventure climb before heading back to Salt Lake City and then Ouray.  

-Jason

 

Indifference

Monday, July 7th, 2008

Rest days have been a struggle on this trip.  Rest days equal work days in our world.  Driving around to find a place to plug in the computer, sit down, enjoy a cup of coffee, and getting some work done has been a challenge.  Our work days have been spent sitting ina the van, and using the generator for power.  Such an event usually occurring after some driving around searching for internet or an electrical outlet.  We’ve been having “Mexico” days out there.  “Mexico days” are when despite how hard you try, you just can’t seen to get much done.  

The past two days have been a good example of indifference and fatigue.  Yesterday we drove all over Tuolumne looking for electricity, internet, and an acquaintance’s camp spot.   All we found was the camp spot and that was after about $20 in gas.  Everything move we make now is measured in the cost of fossil fuels required to get there and back.  The world is rapidly becoming a different place.  After driving around for what felt like hours, we resorted to sitting in the van with the generator running.  Lisa slept upstairs in the van while Cody and I worked.  

We drove down to Lee Vining last night to see what 4th of July celebrations were taking place.  We were too late though, as the blue grass band had finished playing.  This didn’t exactly break our hearts, but didn’t leave us with much to do either.  The night passed sitting around a dark picnic table visiting with some friends we made earlier this year in El Potrero Chico.        

Coming up with a plan has been a challenge as we are fatigued, and can’t decide whether to fight the mosquitos in the high country, or the heat in the valley (Yosemite).

Matthes Crest

Saturday, July 5th, 2008

I’m starting to fade now after some food.  Starting to fade again might be more like it, as I was fading on the trail not long ago.  We had a big day today in Tuolome Meadows, eleven hours on the go.  Tuolome Meadows is the high county portion of Yosemite National Park.  We didn’t get much time to rest as most of our time on the ground was in hot pursuit by mosquitos. Our alpine climbing trip seems to have coincided with California’s mosquito hatch.

Three hours of hiking early this morning led us to the base of Mathes Crest, a mile long ridge traverse that goes at 5.7.  The climbing went quickly and we finished the ridge traverse in about two hours. 

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Matthes Crest is an extremely long knife edge fin that cuts across a spectacular part of Tuolumne. It is sought after for its length, moderate grade, and the unique element of a huge fin traverse in an awe inspiring area of the country. The Matthes Crest Traverse is a true 5 star classic route characterized by mostly 4th class climbing with the occasional fifth class section. With immense exposure on many sections it offers a rare experience to enjoy such a long moderate route in an idyllic setting. Located in a region completely invisible to tourists or road traffic, it gives the true feel of a backcountry alpine climb.

-from mountainproject.com

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Three miles of cross country hiking then brought us to Cathedral Peak.  Cathedral Peak is about 700 ft. tall and 5.6 or 5.7.  We seemed drawn to the 5.7 bits, and thus that was our experience.  There are many ways to wander up the broad face of the peak.  It is considered one of the best moderate alpine climbs in the area, so we felt compelled to climb it as well.  Cody and his brother who had accompanied us on Mathes Crest, napped at the base while Lisa and I rallied for another climb.

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One of the most stunning peaks in Yosemite, Cathedral is blessed with some great moderate climbing. 

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We chose for the fast, and ahem, very light method of climbing.  The climb went without a hitch and in an hour we were at the summit.  There were other climbers and equally as friendly marmots at the summit to greet us.  

A final two hours or so returned us to our car, very tired.  

Brown clouds hung over western california today, a result of the many wild fires ablaze in the state.    Our air quality was quite good with the exception of the clouds of mosquitos.  It’s great to have this opportunity to climb some of California’s best mountains.  Many of these peaks I’ve read about over the years.    

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