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I’m just down from climbing Mount Adams.  What a fantastic trip!  My cousins Tom, Don, Annapurna (16 years old) and Brianne, shared in the fun with my friend Jack and I.

The third highest and second most massive of the Cascade Volcanos, Mount Adams draws many climbers with its close proximity to both Seattle and Portland.  The views of Hood, Saint Helens and Rainer are incredible and the standard route has very little objective hazard.

Saturday we climbed from the cars at 5,300′ to our camp at just over 9,000′.  We ate and watched a lovely sunset, although I would have appreciated some clouds for drama…

After a night of high winds whipping the tents and very little sleep, I awoke early to photograph the dawn before heading up to the  summit at 12,281′.

The wind that had kept us awake in the night continued unabated, making it difficult to feel excited about gearing up and leaving the shelter of the tents so early.  The route climbs a 2,000′ face to a false summit known as Piker’s Peak.  Above this we found the actual summit covered in a large lenticular cloud 800′ above.

By noon the six of us stood in a windy whiteout toasting our success with champagne, tamales, and jerky.  Sadly, the cloud obscured what must be a magnificent view of Mt. Rainer to the north, but the sense of accomplishment was palpable.  Our entire group had made it.  For Tom, Annapurna, Brianne, and Jack this was their first big Alpine summit.

Now came the fun part.  There is no better glissade (sliding down the mountain controlling yourself with an axe) in the country –and perhaps the world– than Mount Adams.  The steep slope we had trudged up from camp to Piker’s Peak was now a fun-filled, fast-moving roller coaster ride to the bottom.  Everyone had grins on their sunburned faces.

This was a fantastic trip and I’d like to acknowledge and thank everyone on it for making it so special.

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This summer my friends Tony Kaplan, Libby Bailey and I climbed the Disappointment Cleaver route on Mt. Rainier, the largest of the Cascade volcanoes.  Although I had climbed the Kautz Glacier route on Rainier before with my Cousin Don Beavon,  this was my first time leading a group up this meaningful mountain.  We had a wonderful time together and a terrific climb.  I’ll mostly let the photos tell the story with only minor captioning.

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We started the climb through Paradise Meadows in heavy fog.

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The wildflowers and animals were abundant in the aptly named Paradise.  It reminded me of John Muir and his love of this particular place.

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As we emerged above the clouds, we found marmots out in force sunning themselves on warm rocks….

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as well as posing for photographers.

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Tony Crossing a crevasse below Camp Muir.

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Libby approaching Camp Muir

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Camp Muir is a welcome site for weary climbers.

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Climbing through Cathedral Gap.

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Climbers above the clouds.

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Reflections of Little Tahoma.

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Our Camp at Ingraham Flats was scenic.

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Getting some rest for the summit bid.  It’s tough to sleep cramped at 11,200 feet during the daylight, but the alarm is set for a midnight start.

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Strange things afoot in a neighboring camp as we fitfully tried to sleep.

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What a star show!

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After a long night of technical climbing by headlamp, the eastern sky lights up.

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It was a spectacular dawn.

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Surreal light on Mt. Adams.

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Nice light on Miss Libby.  The wind was blowing very hard up here.  I’d guess sustained winds of 35-40mph with higher gusts.

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Crossing a high crevasse.  We crossed many that were open and more treacherous during the dark of night.  In a couple of places we were happy for the fixed lines and anchors set up by RMI.

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Here you can see the wind taking the line.

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Where earth meets sky: Libby’s outlook

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Libby, Tony, and me on the Summit. (photo by Dave Johnson)

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The sharks fin crossing (over Tony’s right shoulder) was terrifying on the way up in the dark.  I worried about it coming down, but with proper care we had no problem.

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The Ingraham Glacier is impressively crevassed this late in the year.

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A tired party descends towards Paradise.

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Tired as I was, light like this made me glad I hauled an extra 20 pounds of camera gear!

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Sunsets don’t get much better than the one we witnessed at Pebble Creek.

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The above photo is a very high resolution panoramic merger taken at sunset from Camp Muir.  It reminds me of Mark Twain’s words after watching a sunset above the clouds on a Hawaiian volcano:

“I felt like the last man, neglected of the judgment and left pinnacled in mid-heaven, a forgotten relic of a vanished world.”

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There you have it.  The first pictographic story post on my new website’s blog.  I would love to hear your comments.

-Hudson

Since I am off to Africa in a little over a week, I was looking for just the right day to shoot some skiing.  Yesterday the conditions couldn’t have been better.

Skiing on Mt. Hood is a special experience.  I’ve been wanting to get some shots that really showcase that feeling of big Cascade Volcano skiing that we here in the Northwest so often take for granted.  With my friends Woody Adams, Aram Ansel, and Jason Boursier (aerial specialist), I set out to combine making some fun turns and creating new images.

With Woody and Aram helping to spot Jason’s jump locations, relay messages, and protect the hapless photographer below, I was able to get some shots that I’m really happy with.

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My favorite of the day.  As carefully as we set this up, it was still a bit spooky to see Jason headed right at me through the wide angle lens.  He landed about 5 feet away from my skis at something approaching the speed of sound.

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Jason was a trooper for hiking up the mountain to get this picture.  Both of us had to ascend some very steep soft snow, but he really had to do a bit of rough climbing to get above the rocks.

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We had great light and conditions for this rock drop.  That is a lot of air on a day when the snow was rather windblown and firm.

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Everybody get out there and enjoy this winter!  I will keep you posted on my adventures in East Africa via this blog and Facebook as internet access allows.

-Hudson

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