Tuesday, November 04, 2014

Climbing Huhs Horn, Beaverhead Range, Idaho

Huhs Horn (left), Beaverhead Range, Idaho

I set off hiking up Scott Canyon last Saturday with the goal of climbing Scott Peak, the highest point in the Beaverhead Mountains along the Idaho Montana border.  I knew the forecast called for a fifty percent chance of rain and snow but was willing to roll the dice for a chance to photograph in anything but bright sun.

As I came out of the canyon, an imposing peak surrounded by bands of gnarly cliffs dominated the view. I jumped to the conclusion that this must by Scott Peak and based my choices on this assumption. I had read that the approach to the peak was to be gained by climbing a steep wall in an amphitheater of cliffs to the south. I hiked past the rocky peak to find this approach. Staying a bit high on the north side I came across a great limestone arch as I rounded the entrance to the rocky canyon. looking down, The entire valley was a sea of scree. From my high vantage, I saw what looked like rolling waves of scree running parallel to the sides of the of the entrance. These waves flowed into and up the valley, intertwining with each other. I had read a geologist's study of ice glaciers in the Lemhis and immediately made the association. I am fairly sure I was viewing an impressive display of ice glaciers.

At this point, the hiking was easy going. The scree was blocky and mostly stable. the altitude gain was easy. The valley ended in a amphitheater surround on the three sides with bands of cliffs with steep slopes of scree above. The very end of box was banded by three distinct levels of cliffs. I had read that by traveling northeast toward these bands a break in the walls would yield an easy class 3 climb to the uppermost palisade. Walking along the base of the lower cliff, this spot was fairly easy to find. It is the only non-technical place to scale the walls. However, I did place a cairn to help others identify this entrance.

Beginning the Climb Through the Cliffs

Initially, I had planned on climbing Webber Peak, Scott Peak, and Huhs Horn that day. The three peaks lay on the same ridge with Scott Peak in the middle and Huhs Horn to the north of Scott. If I had to give up a peak, it was going to be Webber, the southwest peak. 

After coming out of the cliffs, I thought the rugged peak to the north was Scott and decided to angle my traverse through the steep scree toward the peak to the south. I would bag Webber and then traverse the ridge north to Scott, and then on to Huhs Horn. About thirty minutes into this section, the clouds began to churn and the wind picked up. Since Webber was my lowest priory, I decided to abandoned this summit as the weather became more of an issue. I turned from south to north and headed to the ridge line leading to the summit of what I thought was Scott Peak.

Once on the ridge, gale force winds whipped in from the west. I walked the ridge bracing myself with a trekking pole on the leeward side. I put on another layer to stay comfortable and leisurely walked the ridge to the cairn marking the summit of what I assumed was Scott Peak. I made a few images along the way.


Italian Peak (center left), Beaverhead Range, Idaho

Beaverhead Range, Idaho

Beaverhead Range, Idaho

The Next peak to the north had to be Huhs Horn. I dropped off the peak and climbed down to the ridge leading to the next peak. The climbing was moderate class 3. I kept looking at the peak in front of me and wondering how I would even approach a summit attempt. From my vantage point, it looked like a fortress guarded by a series of cliff bands. As the ridge became more technical, I cursed the guy who wrote the ridge between Scott and Huhs Horn was an easy class 2. Finally, I came to a fifteen foot vertical down climb that demanded a landing onto a two foot section of ridge line with nothing by a few thousand feet of air on both sides. Beyond that, the ridge looked like it only got worse. Given the 50-60 mile wind gusts, the fact that I was alone, and the impending winter storm, I knew when to concede to the mountain. I wanted to photograph the peak in front of me before I turned around and headed back. Got out my tripod and camera. Set everything up and was just seconds away from pushing the shutter when the blizzard hit. 


The Blizzard Begins, Italian Peak Slowly Disappears in the Distance

I hurriedly clicked the shutter as the mountain in front of me began to disappear in the storm. By the time I began climbing back up to the summit and ridge line, I was in a white out. I could only see about forty feet in any direction. When I began to descend, I knew I must find the one spot in about a mile of cliff face that was climbable. It would be like finding a needle in a haystack. My first descent ended at the top of massive cliffs. I then began traversing across the face, more cliffs. By this time, I was caked with snow. I had brought enough layers to spend the night if required but was not very happy with the possibility. I knew that I had to have a visual to identify my position relative to the location through which I came up. I made up my mind that the only thing I could do was keep waking and searching. Within 10-15 minutes the valley below cleared. The clouds rolled away and I could see the entire face that I needed to descend. I angled towards the central portion of cliffs. When I saw a cairn ahead of me, I almost kissed it.

After coming off the cliffs, the hike was once again leisurely, I looked for fossils and enjoyed the solitude and views back to Scott Canyon.

Huhs Horn, Beaverhead Range, Idaho


Once at home, I traced the route I had taken and concluded that I had climbed the wrong peak. I figured out that the initial peak I was heading for was not Webber Peak at all. It was Scott Peak! and the gnarly peak I climbed was Huhs Horn! The ridge between the two was indeed an easy class 2. The peak I tried to reach before the storm was Italian Peak and the ridge to that peak is formidable. And I was right about that last mountain (Italian Peak) being a challenge. Lopez writes that the summit climb is a class 4 with rotten rock. My first time in the Beaverheads was a learning experience. At least I have some bearings now for future climbs.

Other Resources:

Tom Lopez Website:
Huh's Horn

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Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Leatherman Pass, Lost River Range, Idaho

White Cap Peak on the left of the pass while Leatherman Peak is on the right. Pass Lake is at the base of White Cap on the other side of the pass.

White Cap Peak, Leatherman Peak, Bad Rock Peak, Mount Church

Lost River Mountain, Lost River Range, Idaho

My last three climbs have been in the Lost River Range from the Lost River Valley. Each time I tried to arrive in time to roll the dice with the evening light. Here are some images of the Lost River Mountain, the Super Gully, the Stadium of the Gods, and Pete Creek drainage. The peak is seen from a few different locations and in varying light.

Lost River Mountain, Lost River Range, Idaho

Lost River Mountain, Lost River Range, Idaho

Lost River Mountain, Lost River Range, Idaho

Lost River Mountain, Lost River Range, Idaho

Lost River Mountain, Lost River Range, Idaho

Lost River Mountain, Lost River Range, Idaho

Lost River Mountain, Lost River Range, Idaho

Lost River Mountain, Lost River Range, Idaho

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Lost River Range In Great Light

The evening before the Donaldson/Church climb, I arrived in time to make some images of the range.


Lost River Range: White Cap Peak, Leatherman Peak, Bad Rock Peak, Mount Church, and Donaldson Peak

Lost River Range: White Cap Peak, Leatherman Peak, Bad Rock Peak, Mount Church, and Donaldson Peak

Lost River Range: Leatherman Peak, Bad Rock Peak, Mount Church, and Donaldson Peak

Lost River Range: White Cap Peak, Leatherman Peak, Bad Rock Peak, Mount Church, and Donaldson Peak

Lost River Range: Leatherman Peak, Bad Rock Peak, Mount Church, and Donaldson Peak

Lost River Range: White Cap Peak and Leatherman Peak

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Climbing Mount Breitenbach. A Photo Journal,


October 10, 2014

The Imposing North Face of Mount Breitenbach on Left
Photo made 7/8/2014
I began hiking up the Pete Creek drainage and continued toward the cliffs at the end on the canyon where the beginnings of Pete creek springs from base of the mountains. I drank from the cold pure water before veering left toward the saddle and the ridge leading to Breitenbach. Really it is the only way to proceed. the sides of the canyon at this point are flanked by steep cliffs. The route is straight forward. Once the ridge is made, follow it to the right over several small peaks to Breitenbach.


Pete Creek With Peak 11,467
Two Ewes on the slopes of Peak 11,467
 At the top of the saddle, follow this ridge to Breitenbach.

The Ridge to Breitenbach
 
Ridge detail
Looking Down From the Saddle, Pete Creek Drainage
Lost River Peak Center

Looking Down From the Saddle, Pete Creek Drainage
Lost River Peak on Left

Looking Southeast from the Ridge



The Lemhis to the East, Bell Mountain and Diamond Peak in Distance
From the Summit of Beitenbach, No Regret Peak in Foreground, the South Face of Donaldson, and the peak of Mount Church Behind
Mount Corruption to the Northeast

Hiking Back to the Saddle, Church Disappears behind Donaldson

Light Show
Light Show
Driving back the the highway, I stopped to make a few more images of the range.

Jones Creek Drainage

Jones Creek Drainage

Jones Creek Drainage
Jones Creek Drainage
The Peak of Mount McCaleb is Barely Visible

Lone Tree

Lost River Peak and Pete Creek Drainage
Other Resources:

Tom Lopez Website:
Mount Breitenbach


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Saturday, October 04, 2014

Mount Idaho in July From Merriam Lake, Lost River Range, Idaho

Mount Idaho, Lost River Range, Idaho
Mount Idaho, Lost River Range, Idaho 
Mount Idaho, Lost River Range, Idaho
Mount Idaho, Lost River Range, Idaho 

Mount Idaho, Lost River Range, Idaho
Mount Idaho, Lost River Range, Idaho 
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Friday, October 03, 2014

Climbing Mount Idaho, Lost River Valley Road Trip Day Three

September 29, 2014
First to Make Tracks in the Snow on Mount Idaho

Woke up to no rain. The rising sun was even trying to poke through under the clouds. I could see the peak of Mount McCaleb towering over Mackay. Today, I would climb. I drove back to Elkhorn Creek and got prepared to go.

Mount McCaleb and Chevron Station, Mackay, Idaho

The clouds hung a bit higher and were not as thick as the days before. A good omen. Unfortunately the peak of Mount Idaho was still hidden in the fog as I began the hike up Elkhorn Creek. I hoped the now present sun would burn off more of the cloud layer as the day went on.

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
Reaching the End of Elkhorn Creek Canyon

There was more of a trail then I had expected. The hike along the creek and forest was pleasant. In fact, this hike would make for a great outing itself and yield great views of Mount Idaho at the end. After a few hours of hiking, I came to the massive cirque at the foot of Mount Idaho. The boulder hopping began. A bit later, I veered left up a ridge leading northeast to reach the main crest to Mount Idaho. Traversing more east then north, I saw the saddle Tom Lopez writes about and headed for the southern end. The blocky light colored rock was easy to climb, but as I traversed southeast, I came to a slide of that tan small volcanic rock, so ever present in the Lemhis and Lost River Ranges. There was a big difference between climbing the two kinds of rock. I quickly returned to the light colored rock and stayed the course to the top of the saddle.

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
Saddle on the Crest
Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
Southeast of the Saddle

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
Looking Northeast on the Saddle
The clouds opened up different vistas during the hike. Yet the peak remained shrouded. I photographed when I could and climbed upwards. Not long after leaving the saddle, the cloud layer began to thicken as I navigated the complex ridge to the summit. I missed the tremendous views I knew the climb held, but hiking the ridge in the fog and alone gave a unique experience that was just as satisfying. I was loving the challenge and the misty, ruggedness of the ridge. 

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
The Westside of the Ridge

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
The Eastside of the Ridge, Mount Idaho in the Clouds
Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
A Wider View of the Eastside

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
On the Ridge
Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
On the Ridge

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
Relaxing

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
Interesting Rock View 1

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
Interesting Rock View 2

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
The Ridge

Often times I could just see only the ridge itself. I brought along Lopez’s description of the climb to reference along the way. I read that after coming off the ridge, I needed to look for an obvious gulley leading to the summit. By now the clouds were so thick I could only see about 50 feet in every direction and the wind began pelting my face with small hard balls of snow. I put on a shell, picked the most obvious gulley, and went up. There was just enough snow to make the rocks slick, not enough to kick in for steps. I was glad I had worn my Trekstas. Not to sound too commercial like, but these boot have the best grip on rocks I have ever felt.

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
The Ridge

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
The Ridge

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
The Ridge

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
Looking Down Elkhorn Creek

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
The Ridge 


I came to an obvious high point and wondered if I had summited. I knew the Mountain was listed as 12, 065 feet. Yet, I could see another ridge leading west, but it dropped a bit and headed to what looked like a lower point in the fog. I checked the altitude on my watch, 12,061 feet. I was pretty sure I was standing on the top of Mount Idaho. The wind, snow, and fog had picked up and I was motivated to drop down as fast as possible.

Climbing Mount Idaho, Idaho
On the Summit
After scree skiing madly down the gulley, it soon became apparent that I had no idea where I was and which way to go. I was completely disorientated. I looked at the GPS reading on my watch and was surprised to find my instincts were in complete disagreement with my current course. I reluctantly gave into what my logical mind was telling me…follow the readings. Soon I began to see my footprints in the snow. They were quickly filling in with the blowing snow but they were there. I recognized parts of the ridge as I descended. The watch was right.

After a drop in a couple thousand feet, the wind and snow were gone and the hike turned pleasant again. I stopped a few times to photograph, but really wanted to be down in time for the evening light on the mountains in case it was any good. I pushed on. Reaching the car, I quickly threw everything in, grabbed a cold Coke from the cooler, and bounced quickly down the rocky road to the highway below. I was racing the light again. Looking back at Mount Idaho, I saw the summit for the first time that day. The clouds were almost gone! I stopped and made some images in the evening light.

Elkhorn Creek Canyon, Lost River Range, Idaho
Mount Idaho in the Clouds, Lost River Range, Idaho

Mount Idaho and the Ridge Leading to the Summit

Drove to Mackay while finishing off the Coke. At Sammy’s I finished off two pizzas and drank some ice water while watching part of The Big Bang Theory on the big screen. I decided I could be home by 10:15. The though of sleeping in the Subaru a fourth night was taking it’s toll on me. I hit the road with tunes blasting. Stopped in Arco at Pickles to get a chocolate milkshake. My body was craving carbs and protein. Drove till I was home.

Four images of Mount Idaho made in July, click here.

Other Resources:

Tom Lopez Website:
Mount Idaho


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