Hello all. My interest in hiking was sparked almost two years ago when I started walking up and down some of the hills around my home as something new to include in my personal exercise program. A good friend of mine introduced me to Mt San Jacinto in January of this year when we took the tram for a summit attempt. A combination of snow and inadequate gear had us turning around at Wellman’s Divide. Lessons learned: 1) Gore-Tex boots a must and 2) Avoid cotton clothing. Still, it was a good day.
In February we went back with better gear in even worse weather. It was a lot colder, the snow was deeper, it was windy – hell it was a blizzard. The ranger let us go with a prediction that we’d be back in a couple of hours. We snow-shoed to Round Valley and made the collective decision to turn around before our Darwin Award rating got any higher. Lessons learned: 1) I still remember how to snow shoe and 2) water / windproof gloves are a must-have item. My hands were sore for a couple of days because of my poor choice of gloves. Still, it was a good day.
Our most recent hike on San Jacinto took place this past Monday (21 Dec). We set out at 10AM from the Long Valley Ranger Station with a goal of reaching the summit by 2PM. By 2:30PM we had reached an elevation of just over 10000 feet. With just over two hours until sunset, we made the decision to forego our summit attempt and start back down. I was standing on a pretty steep slope about 20 feet above a big tree on what was essentially a sheet of ice. As I turned, I failed to properly set my feet and I fell onto my side. The only things keeping me from sliding into the big tree were the two heel spikes on my left boot’s crampon.
It would be less than honest of me to say I had anything under control at this point. My hiking partner asked me if I was ok. I told him I wasn’t injured. We talked about what I needed to do to get out of my predicament. Rolling over on my side, I set the pick of my axe into the ice as an anchor. Holding onto the axe with both hands, I rolled onto my stomach and buried the toe points of both crampons into the ice. Once in this position I was able to crab my way across the ice to firmer ground. The remainder of our hike back down the mountain was uneventful. Lessons learned: Always be conscious of the ground you’re standing on / respect established timelines (we made it back just as it got dark) / always carry an ice axe and get some safe practice using it to self-arrest / self rescue. Despite missing the peak again, it was still a good day.
I am open to any and all advice and constructive criticism. My plan is to make another run from the tram to the summit next month (weather permitting). I want my first successful summit to be in the snow / winter conditions. Thanks in advance for any and all replies and for allowing me to join this forum.
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