Sunday June 1
Slept in late due to the exhaustion from yesterday's move up to 17.2 camp. A fair amount of people went up Denali Pass. We had prime seats overlooking Denali Pass from our campsite. We were also strategically placed about 30 vertical feet below the others up on the hill
The altitude let us loose a bit at night talking at night about this and that. We planned on leaving at 10am tomorrow morning. At this altitude it's recommended not to head out until the sun shows up. many parties have experienced frostbite in the morning trying to get going early.
Monday June 2 (Summit Day)
Woke up to very strong winds ealry in the morning........hoping it would subside........around 9am we decided to postpone the start until noon hoping the wind will die out. AFter 10am the wind actually started to die out and we started to get going slowly. Rob was very anxious to get going and made sure everyone was on the same page with noon. Rob left at noon sharp. The rest of the team were a little later and left around 12:20. The sun had started to shine now and it looked promising. Several parties had started out earlier in the day. And more people showed up with us. Sue and I were behind Rob up the diagonal slope to Denali Pass. At 17,650 feet I realized that my gigantic overboots were compromising my ability to get a good grip when stepping sideways so I decided to ditch the overboots. Stopped at a few squarefeet of flat area by a rock and started to process of removing them and the crampons and then putting the crampons back on. I filmed all the team members passing by in the process. Denali Pas is located at 18,200 feet but the trail hits the ridge a little higher up at 18,400 feet. Jeff was having a rough day today and made up the rear end.
A couple of rope teams were also with us heading up to Denali Pass. As we got closer to the pass the wind picked up. We saw Rob disappear behind the ridge and Sue was next to get to the Pass. Jeff was lagging a bit so we waited for him at the by now very windy Pass while deciding whether it was wise to continue. Both other rope teams decided it was better to go down. Frodo went down to see Jeff was doing. About 45 minutes later they came up and Frodo was asking what we were still doing there. He encouraged us to go on. He was going to stay with Jeff who was exhausted by now. After a brief discussion we decided to move on up. The wind diminished a bit after we overcame the initial steep section after the pass. The going was slow. Garett was requesting a slow pace. Took 4 breaths to one step and it was a bit too fast was the feedback I got so I slowed it down a bit further. The vertical feet came slow........we did hit 19,000 feet in the whiteout. The wind came in bursts but not too bad.......after another eternity we made progress to 19,200 feet........I think this is where I did the last piece of filming during the summit attempt. We started to meet a few people coming back from the summit. More uphill and we met a person who looked like he was ready to die and he was short-roped. His friends asked us if we could move out of the way since they had a sick person coming down and so we did.
We were slightly confused when we came up to the ridge before the Football Field. We really didn't want to go downhill but we did eventually. The wind was getting increasingly violent now. We decided to keep truckin'. We meet another dude with frostbitten nose who was escorted down by his friends. After the football field we started to move uphill again. After a little while we ran into Rob's backpack which he seemingly had left. He did the same thing shortly before the summit of Aconcagua two years earlier. He left Denali Pass approximately two hours before us and we figured we are either far from the summit or he is in trouble. It was a bit of combination of the both. We plowed uphill a bit further and then suddenly Rob is coming stumbling down out of the white/grey curtain which surrounded us. We embrace each other and he says he had to ditch his goggles since they became useless on the ridge since icing up. He was afraid he might get snowblind and said he might need help to get off the mountain. Garett is very exhausted. Rob says that the ridge is really tough and it would be at least another hour or two to reach the summit. Arm left his goggles at 11.2 camp and relied on his glacier glasses which started to ice up as well. The wind is more or less constant now.....no mercy from the wind anymore. Noone else is higher up on the mountain than we are right now. It's around 11pm and very cold. My altimeter shows 19,918 feet. I vote for returning with all six of us. We confer amongst us and it seems to be what everyone wants to do as well. The conditions are not very good and our next goal is to return alive to high camp. Sue tells me to take the lead back to denali Pass. Once down at the football field we have an uphill ahead. Rob is falling behind and I dig up a thermos of warm rosehip soup. I know he likes it since it was a big hit on Aconcagua on summit day. He seems to regain a bit of energy. He tells me "Mats, I'm slowly dying". I tell him to keep going while I fiddle with putting the thermos back in th backpack. The others have now managed to get most of the way back up to the ridge connected to the Archdiaconess Tower. The wind is relentless.....we keep moving slowly although it's a lot quicker downhill.
By the time we reach the steep section the gale force wind is pestering us and Garett can't see anymore since his glasses are totally frozen up by now. Rob doesn't want to rope up and heads down himself. It takes an eternity to rope up while trying to cover our faces from the wind. Garett wants to bivy but agrees to go down the steep section. Lloyd goes first, then Sue, then Garett, me and Arm. That was a long pitch....and we gather together. Garett wants to bivy here. Art Davidson and his two companions did bivy at the exact same spot in 1967 and were stuck for 7 days before being able to crawl back down frostbitten. They had been left for dead by their team mates at high camp.....so they had to crawl a lot longer than high camp.
Lloyd and I insist on going down. Lloyd asks me if I can see well and since I can I'll take the lead of the rope. We make it down to the Pass where we left Jeff and Frodo an eon ago. Wind is still pestering us and I try to make out the trail in the grey night. I don' t know how many falls happened here but at one point I saw both lloyd and Arm tumbling down side by side and Garett did a tremendous self arrest and held both of them. We clipped in as much as we could and gather every so often to hand down the biners to me since most pickets in the slope were without biners. "ANCHOR!" was the most common word uttered.......slow progress with five people stopping for each anchor. At one point I tell Garett we are almost there and he replies "Mats, you said that an hour ago!" We finally made it below the rock where I took the overboots off. Been climbing without gaiters since then.....the boots seems to hold the warmth well since toes still not cold. The last right turn and we can distinguish the camp and soon a figure who starts to run towards us......Frodo has been mighty worried for us. He immediately asks if I need medical attention. then he runs towards Garett etc. Garett and I walk side by side back to camp and Frodo helps me to get the rope off. He has a thermos of chicken soup also. Team Dom's nr 1 goal accomplished - getting back alive. Rob also accomplished the secondary goal of summiting. Slow process to get into the tents.....but oh so good being in the sleeping bag
Next episode - helping out the Park Rangers in the rescue of Claude from Canada during our decent to 14.2 camp........