Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Couch Peak

We took a casual and scenic stroll up Couch Peak in the Soldier Mountains.

Date: June 17, 2017.

Objective: Couch Peak aka Elk Ridge 8,551ft.

Stats: 6.4 miles and 2,339ft gain in 5:40 round trip. Class 1/2.

Partners: Deez and Ketchum.

Gear Notes: N/A.

Links: Big Dan's report with driving directions. Splattski's hike.

Couch Peak, aka Elk Ridge from the road. The summit is the second point from the right.

I was looking for a peak that was close to town that wouldn't be too hard to cram into a half day trip. Since Big Dan and Splattski have pretty much done every peak I've ever looked at doing, it didn't take long to dig up some great beta on Couch Peak. I figured that the views would be pretty fantastic since the summit was a USGS triangulation station. The only other criteria I set for this hike is that I did not want to have to use the words post-hole or bushwhack to describe it. We crossed our fingers and set out with a promising weather forecast and a sub-alpine start.

Smoky Mountains with Big Peak on the left.

Wells Summit parking area.

We left the small parking area at Wells Summit just before 11am. The views were already proving to be worth the visit.

First section of trail.

The fist mile was a little steep and rocky but the trail was obvious.


Looking toward Fairfield.

Wild flowers.

A few snow patches lingered and the wild flowers were in bloom which added to the scenery.

Ridge to the summit.

The route headed north along the ridge so we were never without a fine view and a slight breeze to cool us off.

Smoky Dome in the Soldier Mountains.
 The main crest of the Soldiers was visible.


Ups-and-down-agains.


We bypassed some of the up-and-down-again stuff where it made sense too. Most of the time, we just stuck to the trail.

Looking northeast over the valley.

In addition to the fine views in every direction, we also got a nice peek into the Pioneer Mountain's as we discussed our plans for a trip into Big Basin, just a month and a half away.

False summit.

After passing the last hill on the ridge, the true summit was not much farther. The high point was obvious and had some type of radio equipment on it.

Deez on the snow.

Deez and Ketchum almost to the top.

Summit 360 Video
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Summit of Couch Peak.

Pioneer Mountains from the summit.

After sitting down to a nice break and some lunch on (the) Couch, we started down with the intent of cutting out as much uphill hiking as we could. The small lingering snowfield made for some fun low angle boot skiing to shave a few minutes off the descent.

Ketchum enjoying the view.

Deez on descent,

Looking back on the route.

For being a small peak not far from Boise, its a very pleasant hike with great views and an alpine feel to it. There was one last big hill we had to go up and over to avoid a terrain trap that would be quite costly. Then the flies came out for the hot and steep 900+ foot descent of the initial rocky section just above the parking area; the days only minor disappointment.

Up and over, one last time.

Big Peak.

I'll admit that I spent a fair amount of time staring at Big Peak in the Smoky Mountains. It beckoned me the whole day and now I have another peak to add to the very, very long list of peaks I want to do. Not that its a bad thing, but you know, time...

Happy trails!

Monday, June 5, 2017

Shut Down On McGown

We took a shot at climbing the famous North Couloir on McGown Peak in the Sawtooth Range.

Date: June 3, 2017.

Partners: Josh and Mark.

Objective: McGown Peak 9,860ft.

Stats: 8.5 miles and 2,400ft gain in 8.5hrs round trip. Snow climb up to 50 degrees. Strava track.

Gear notes: Carried rope and pickets that we never used. Should have brought chest high waders and/or a raft.

Links: Idaho: A Climbing Guide.

McGown Peak in the morning.

Josh and I set out from Boise at 3am to rendezvous with Mark at the Stanley Lake trail head at 6. We had seen that another group had great conditions on Peak 9,115 a week before, but we knew that didn't mean jack to us. I wasn't sure if we could even reach the base of the peak and realized I didn't have a plan B if that was the case.

The adventure begins when you don't know what will happen next.

No matter; we were there and we were all in. We wore shoes for the approach hike since we planned on there being some standing water on the trail. Well, there was a lot of it. We waded calf deep in the frigid water, in the crisp morning air, headed for our peak.

Along the trail.

We found the creek crossing of Stanley Lake Creek with little trouble because it was wide and raging. As we poked around looking for a way over it that might keep us dry, we were burning up precious time. If we were going to cross the creek to the other side, we knew we'd have to do it again on the way back.

We're already all in, why not go balls deep.

It was a matter of desire at that point and we still wanted a crack at our peak. After stripping down to our skivvies, I went across the raging torrent first. Half way across and not too bad, then I found a deep channel on the far side that dropped me a bit more than waist deep and snagged my trekking pole. A bit startling, yes. Mission critical, no.

Then Mark and Josh made it across. We were soggy and cold but we quickly righted ourselves and continued walking, err... wading down the, 'eh-hem... trail.

Switching out soggy shoes for dry boots.

So there we were; at the base of the peak. At the point where our route left the trail we switched out our soggy shoes for dry socks and boots. What I hoped would take us a little more than an hour had taken almost three, but we weren't ready to throw in the towel yet. We still had about 3,000 feet to climb to reach the summit and I figured we'd make good time once we hit the snow. 1,500 feet per hour seemed tough, but certainly not out of the question.

Finally gaining some elevation.

We left the trail and headed up the gully to reach the snow field at the base of the couloir. This section was steep, but at least it was above water. It slowed us down a little, but we were still going to give it all we had. Once we hit continuous snow our pace picked up a bit. My toes had felt cold, but now they felt numb; not good. I did get the feeling back fairly quick. It must have been a bad combo of cold feet in cold boots laced too tight.

Approaching the snow field.

The hike to the upper snow field was a welcome change of terrain, pace and scenery.

Josh in front of McGown Peak.

We got to the base of the couloir at 11am. My best-case scenario had us high-fiving on the summit about now. The consensus was we would head up as far as we could. We were feeling good and hoped the snow would be firm up the couloir. Climbing up 45 degree mashed potatoes made our crampons useless and our legs tired.

Leading up to the Couloir, Photo: Josh S.

When we reached the shade of the couloir, the snow was still too soft and the day was only getting warmer. The sun would eventually be on the already sloppy snow.

Mark (left) and Josh (right) pause for a moment before turning back.

Booting up the soft snow was one thing, but cracks in the snow were another. They weren't shooting cracks under our weight; they were horizontal across the whole slope above us. There was no way I could justify climbing above them, only to descend the same slope later in the day.

Close up of the crack. Photo: Josh S.

Cracks and cornice's.

That was our high point of the day. Right at the base of the couloir with the best part of the climb still above us.

Stanley Lake.

Nothing left to do but survey the scene before heading down.

Mark taking pictures before heading down.

Josh heading down.

Plunge stepping and glissading back to the trees was a bit of a relief. At least we knew what lied ahead from that point on. We descended though old avalanche debris and mature trees that were snapped like toothpicks.

Descending.

Back at the trail, we put on our walking/wading shoes and steamed full speed ahead for the car. The spot of the creek crossing on the way back was not near as bad, or as cold as the first. We kept our pants on and plowed right through in anticipation of cold beer and dry clothes at the car.


Mark crosses the creek.
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Hiking out.

The trail was actually pretty easy to find; just look for the running water.

Mark post-holing into the creek.

Mark was wondering what post-holing in the water would be like and his suspicions were soon put to rest.

Log hopping.

Mark, Josh and I soldered through the long, wet, cold and sloppy slog back to the parking lot. Nothing else to do but grin, bear it and crack a joke or two.

Wild flowers along the trail.

You'd think it would be easy to complain at this point, with the tough conditions, no summit and all; but no one ever did. Back at the car, we enjoyed a couple of cold one's and changed wardrobe. No worse for wear and all smiles. And a few mosquito bites, too.

McGown close up. Our route was the obvious finger of snow up the middle of the peak.

This was Type II fun, no doubt. You could classify it as Type III, but we did enjoy it. The adventure means more than the summit. In the end, the mountains always win and that's the way it should be.

McGown from the road.
Someday I'll be back to finish it off. Timing was the piece of the puzzle that we were missing.

Happy trails!



Monday, May 29, 2017

Peak 6,218

As a hopelessly addicted peak bagger, I've had my eye set on 6,218 for some time. I decided that I might as well go tick it off as part of a long run. If it were up to me, I'd name it Hard Guy Peak.

Date: May 27, 2017.

Objective: Peak 6,218.

Stats: 16.8 miles and 3,500ft of gain via the Shingle Creek/ Dry Creek loop. Strava track.

Partners: N/A.

Gear notes: Long trail run kit. liking the Gu hydration tablets.

Peak 6,218 from the Shingle Creek trail.

Peak 6,218 is a horrible bushwhack. I knew that before I headed out to bag it. If you decide to stand on the top of it, you probably need some professional mental help. Even if you shorten the approach by driving up the Boise Ridge Road, there is no way around the bushwhack.

Shingle Creek.

Shingle Creek.


Running upper Shingle Creek.

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The Shingle Creek/ Dry Loop is a fantastic run and I highly recommend it.

Junction.

South ridge.

Once on the Ridge Road, I headed for the south ridge. The lower part, just above the road is not bad at all. However, the higher you go, the worse it gets.

On the ridge.
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Trinity Mountains.
I thrashed around in the brush on what I was going to call the highpoint until I stumbled into a clearing with a Cairn. Ta-da!

Summit.


The view is pretty fantastic when compared to near by Boise Peak, which has no view from the summit.

On the summit.
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Valley views.

I went down the northwest side of the peak, which was actually worse than the way I came up. I got into some thick brushy-tree like things that cut my arms and legs up pretty good. In my attempt to get back on the road as quick as I could, I ended up past the junction with the loop I was running and had to backtrack a tad.

Insult to Injury, I suppose...

Dry Creek.

I had a few stops to splash in the water on my way down Dry Creek. At least this peak is finally done and I can trick myself into another one.

Happy trails!

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Scott Butte

We took a quick stroll to the top of Scott Butte the day after we climbed Rainbow Mountain.

Date: May 21, 2017.

Objective: Scott Butte, 6,161ft.

Stats: .7 miles, 325ft gain in 20 minutes round trip. Class 1. Strava track.

Partners: Deez, Lego Master, Josh and Jenn.

Gear notes: N/A.

Diamond Peak.

The morning after our climb of Rainbow Mountain, I was feeling pretty good and wanted to do another peak. Since we still faced a four and a half hour drive home, I didn't want to get up hella early, or get rolling out too late. Scott Butte was right off the highway and looked to be an easy hike to stretch the legs.

Copper Mountain.

Josh and Jenn said they were in for the quick hike so we drove Peterson Creek Road to the east side of the butte.

Scott Butte.

The only way to go was up, so that's what we did.

Hop a rock here, dodge some sagebrush there... Hey look, cacti! 


Cactus almost in bloom.


Lemhi's from the top.

Saddle Mountain.

We traversed the flat area that is the top, took some pictures then headed down.

Lego Master on top.
Next stop, Pickles Place!