Mission: Climb Mt. Lindsey (elevation 14,042 ft.) via the Northwest ridge (class 4 route)
Who: Myself and my wife Siona
Length: 8.5 miles
Elevation gain: 3500 ft.
Mount Lindsey sits in the beautiful Sangre De Cristo range and is ranked as one of the more difficult routes even though it's relatively short at only 8.5 miles. The difficulty ranking is due to two factors.
|Siona (purple), and I (orange) are pictured at the bottom of the class 4 crux wall.|
b.) If you choose to try to avoid this gully by climbing the northwest ridge, the climbing is more technical and is mostly class 3 on the ridge, but becomes a class 4 climb at the crux wall (pictured above). There's significant exposure in some spots along this route too, where a loose rock or a poor choice or poor grip could result in serious consequences.
My wife and I had been talking about hiking a 14er together, and we decided on Mt. Lindsey. She's got some experience, but prior to Lindsey, she'd only done 3 others (Handies, Huron, and Princeton). My wife decided that she;d give it a shot, even though her Rheumatoid Arthritis had been causing her significant pain lately. Along with being beautiful, she's a Colorado native, a nature lover, and a tough & stubborn Irish girl. She refuses to give up ever and her perseverance would be on display most of the day during our climb.
We drove down to the Lilly lake trailhead the night before and after dodging deer, and navigating a 4-wheel drive road for miles, we just curled up and slept in the truck. We woke at 4am and was on the trail by 4:30am headlamps illuminating our way.
4:45am - Illumination fail
When I was pulling my backpack out at 4:30am, I noticed that my headlamp had been switched on. I thought it was due to me rustling around in my pack... but apparently the light had been on all night. Thus, 15 minutes into our hike, my headlamp shuts off. I think to myself "no biggie - I always carry extra batteries". I stop, I look where I always carry two extra AAA batteries and I only have 1, not 2. Preparation fail = bad me.
|Sun hitting Blanca Peak and Ellingwood Point|
Regardless, we navigate our way through the forest as the sun comes up and as we hit the tree line, we get a view of nearby Blanca Peak and Ellingwood Point.
So far things are going smoothly and we are making decent time towards our short term goal which is a saddle at 13,150 ft. between Mt. Lindsey and The Iron Nipple (a 13er).
|Siona at about 12,500 ft. in the shadow of the Iron Nipple|
We are both hungry, so we stop for a quick bite to eat in a chilly breeze at the flat area pictured below at about 12,900 ft.
|The views here (12,900 ft.) were pretty awesome|
After fueling up for the more difficult part of this climb, we race off through a boulder field (pictured below) that lies between the 12,900 ft. flat area, and the 13,150 ft. saddle.
|(Picture taken on descent) - I stop to point out a single white rock in a field of gray ones|
|The last and most difficult 900 ft. in elevation looms ahead.|
So far we have clear blue skies and not a cloud in sight. This would begin to change as we gained the ridge and began our class 3 portion of our climb.
Siona was struggling with the always present pain from her RA, but feeling ok at this point. However, just prior to gaining the 13,150 ft. saddle, she told me (60% sarcastically) she hated me for taking her on this route. I would hear this a few more times before our day was done.
|Here, she told me she hates me too. :)|
|After this class 3 & 4 section I think I heard "You know I hate you right?"|
|My baby killing it on the NW ridge!|
|The views from the ridge were fantastic!|
|Me navigating the class 3 rock approaching the crux wall (top left)|
|This section was actually a ton of fun!|
At the top of the crux wall, it was a short class 2+ scramble to the summit of NW Lindsey. Here we could see the summit of Mt. Lindsey in the distance.
|From the summit of NW Lindsey I can see people on the summit of Mt. Lindsey.|
On the summit of NW Lindsey, I noticed clouds starting to build. I knew we had about 2 hours before t-storms would be likely. Siona was just making the summit of NW Lindsey as I told her we needed to pick up the pace in order to get the hell off this mountain before lightning came our way. She understood fully and also told me she was already moving as fast as she could. Just looking at her, I could feel her pain and wished I could do something to help. I just offered encouragement, and told her she was kicking ass... which she was.
|Siona gaining the summit of NW Lindsey|
|Enjoying the summit, and each other;s company!|
|We did it! - Words cannot describe how proud I am of my wife's perseverance!|
|Blanca and Ellingwood asking me to come back and hike them either in the fall or winter of 2012|
|I've had enough of these building clouds, let's get the f*#k out of here.|
We decided to take the gully down the north face, rather than down-climbing the class 4 ridge. In hindsight, I might've reversed this decision.
The gully was dangerous, and we weren't the only ones in it on the way down. There were two other groups also on the way down at the same time. This makes rockfall potential in this gully even more likely. And, we were the only ones out there without a climbing helmet. Don't judge me. Gear is expensive. That being said, I have since spent the $60 on a helmet.
Anyway, our descent was slow because it was either climbing class 3 rock on the left (descending) side of the gully or sliding down some seriously loose stuff in the middle of the gully. Both were slow going.
|Beginning our descent|
|Me descending into one of the two really steep parts of this gully, while Siona waits so she doesn't cause rocks to fall on my head.|
|Siona and I both waiting on traffic in front of us to clear before proceeding. I am below on the left.|
|Siona between some rocks in the middle of one of the steeper parts of this gully|
So, down the boulder field, to the treeline we went moving at a pace that was at least somewhat nice to my ailing right knee. Until the thunder started....
|From close to the treeline, as rain drops started to hit my head, I took one last look at Mt. Lindsey.|
Thunder clacks right above us. We had just made it to the treeline, but the trees aren't exactly dense at 11,900 ft. or so. We now are mostly running downhill, trying to get to the thicker forest at least as fast as possible. My knee is hurting.... it's hot because my shitty rain jacket doesn't breathe very well. We fly down this trail as fast as possible without going so fast that we'd injure ourselves. Halfway from the treeline to the truck, the thunder was at least in the distance, but the rain picked up and was pouring now.
We were on the summit of Mt. Lindsey at 12:30pm. We made it the 4.25 miles, down 3500 ft. (including that shitty, slow gully) back to the truck by 3:00pm. Literally as soon as we got in the truck, the rain stopped.
On our drive out, while thinking about how good a beer and some pizza sounded, I got going a little fast, and might have dropped a cheap plastic piece of the truck somewhere along the 4-wheel drive trail. Oops.
On the dirt road past the 4-wheel drive trail, we did see mommy and baby deer hanging out which reminded us of why we do these things in the first place.