True Summiteers
Gerry, Carley and I have a few things in common. One of these commonalities is that we all work for a small interactive agency in Hood River called Summit Projects. On April 28th, 2007, we became official Summiteers when we climbed to the top of Mount Saint Helens.
We rolled out of work on Friday afternoon with our gear packed and headed north into Washington. After an enjoyable 3-hour ride, we reached the Climbers Bivouac at 3700 feet, where we camped that night. Aaron, Gerry's husband was waiting for us. Nice guy that he is, he put our tent up before we arrived! We drank a few beers and hit the sack. Here's the crew prepping for the climb bright and early the next morning:
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As soon as we hit the trail we were at the snow line. Aaron was toting his snowboard while Gerry, Carley and I rocked the snowshoes. We saw Gerry's big tongue a lot.
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It was super misty/foggy when we started the climb, so we couldn't see the top of the mountain. A lot of people were carrying skis and hiking in their ski boots. We blew by them like rock stars in our snow shoes. :)
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For some reason, I feel like I look like a Frenchman here. You can see the line of climbers going up the hill like ants in a pile of sugar. "We're going up there!!!???"
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Below, Carley takes a load off. We really started to feel the elevation here. I think it was a combination of the altitude and the fact that the shroud of clouds would clear as you watched and you would see how high up you really were. yowza!
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The route we took was a 5-mile hike from the Bivouac to the summit at 8,365 ft—a gain of 4,665 ft. It took us about 4.5 hours to reach the top. And here we are!
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When we took these shots, Aaron had already floated off down the mountain on his snowboard. wheeee!
Off in the distance you can see the top of Mount Adams. The rolling clouds and mist shrouded our view into the crater. It's also extremely dangerous to get too close to the edge. Click here to see a view inside the crater on a clear day without snow.
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Gerry's big tongue again.
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Here's Carley looking French. We were on our way down at this point. The folks in the distance are still on their way up. There were even a few dogs summiting that day!
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At this point, we decided to descend the mountain the most fun way possible—on our butts, slide-style. There were some well-worn butt-trails that really allowed you to pick up some speed. FUN!!!!!!
Once back at the site, we broke camp and got on our way back to Hood River. Carley and I stopped to pose for a photograph with our new big friend.
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Mount Saint Helens, May 17, 1980
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Mount Saint Helens, May 18, 1980
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Mount Saint Helens, Today
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I've read that in 100 years, Mount St. Helens will have built itself back up to it's 1980 pre-eruption elevation. Seems likely, since this baby is active. :)
And now, for your viewing pleasure, watch our MSH movie!
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