My Trip to Rainier
I just want to say that I had a great experience. I may say some things in here that sound pretty negative about it but I don’t regret attempting this climb and I’m glad I did it.
I arrived at base camp in Ashford WA around 5:30 after going to the M’s game on Wednesday. I was really excited about the whole climb. I got my rental gear from the shop. At 7:00 there was a slide show about the climb. I talked with some of the people about it and was really psyched. The rooms there were pretty Spartan. Just a bed and a bathroom, no TV or phone.
Got to bed early and woke up around 5 ready for climbing school. I couldn’t go back to sleep. They have little café next to the office that I got drinks at a lot during this trip. I got all my gear together and got to the staging area around 7. They had me in a different room that night so I had to pack up and put all my stuff in the car.
They split us up into an ‘A’ and ‘B’ group. We took a bus up to Paradise. When I was putting on suntan lotion I started feeling a little carsick.
Could this have been the first precursor of what was to come?
It turned out to be a nice day. Warm but partly cloudy so it wasn’t too bad. About ½ hour into the climb I started running into trouble. The blisters on my feet that popped up the last time I wore mountain boots were back and painful.
After about an hour we reached the training area. It was a small patch of ice tucked away in a corner of the mountain.
It was pretty fun. We put on crampons and trudged around the ice. Then we all got tied together on a rope. I finally used my ice axe for its intended purpose instead of just a weight on my pack. Who woulda thought that you can use it to stop from sliding into a crevasse and dying? Someone would yell “falling” and everyone would have to drop down, dig your axe and spikes into the ice, and trying not to slip. The guide would yank on the rope to make sure you were secure. A couple times I went down on slushy places and got all wet. I still am having trouble figuring out the other thing they were talking about…“use your eye sacks.” Not sure what that is.
When I got back to the base I exchanged my crappy rental boots for some different ones. I also got some “sock liners” to help prevent more blisters. I went to this place called “Copper Creek Inn” for dinner which was really good.
Got to bed early, but slept even worse. Got up around 5 again. I had packed everything the night before but double-checked everything and once again had to put everything back in the car. At 8 they divided us again into A/B/C groups. My group was pretty kewl. There was a guy from my gym, a 17 yo and his dad, and 18 yo, a couple from Australia, a laser physicist from Sandia Labs or something and maybe a couple more. Our lead guide Dave was a guy who had done Everest a couple times along with a bunch of other mountains. He had summitted Rainier a couple hundred times. The other “associate guides” Joel and Jason were pretty kewl too.
I felt pretty confident about their abilities.
I just want to say that I had a great experience. I may say some things in here that sound pretty negative about it but I don’t regret attempting this climb and I’m glad I did it.
I arrived at base camp in Ashford WA around 5:30 after going to the M’s game on Wednesday. I was really excited about the whole climb. I got my rental gear from the shop. At 7:00 there was a slide show about the climb. I talked with some of the people about it and was really psyched. The rooms there were pretty Spartan. Just a bed and a bathroom, no TV or phone.
Got to bed early and woke up around 5 ready for climbing school. I couldn’t go back to sleep. They have little café next to the office that I got drinks at a lot during this trip. I got all my gear together and got to the staging area around 7. They had me in a different room that night so I had to pack up and put all my stuff in the car.
They split us up into an ‘A’ and ‘B’ group. We took a bus up to Paradise. When I was putting on suntan lotion I started feeling a little carsick.
Could this have been the first precursor of what was to come?It turned out to be a nice day. Warm but partly cloudy so it wasn’t too bad. About ½ hour into the climb I started running into trouble. The blisters on my feet that popped up the last time I wore mountain boots were back and painful.
It was pretty fun. We put on crampons and trudged around the ice. Then we all got tied together on a rope. I finally used my ice axe for its intended purpose instead of just a weight on my pack. Who woulda thought that you can use it to stop from sliding into a crevasse and dying? Someone would yell “falling” and everyone would have to drop down, dig your axe and spikes into the ice, and trying not to slip. The guide would yank on the rope to make sure you were secure. A couple times I went down on slushy places and got all wet. I still am having trouble figuring out the other thing they were talking about…“use your eye sacks.” Not sure what that is.

When I got back to the base I exchanged my crappy rental boots for some different ones. I also got some “sock liners” to help prevent more blisters. I went to this place called “Copper Creek Inn” for dinner which was really good.
Got to bed early, but slept even worse. Got up around 5 again. I had packed everything the night before but double-checked everything and once again had to put everything back in the car. At 8 they divided us again into A/B/C groups. My group was pretty kewl. There was a guy from my gym, a 17 yo and his dad, and 18 yo, a couple from Australia, a laser physicist from Sandia Labs or something and maybe a couple more. Our lead guide Dave was a guy who had done Everest a couple times along with a bunch of other mountains. He had summitted Rainier a couple hundred times. The other “associate guides” Joel and Jason were pretty kewl too.
I felt pretty confident about their abilities.





This was also a bad idea.
I had figured it would give me a lot of energy but it wound up really upsetting my stomach. We had a “lights out” at 6pm and were told we would be woken up at 12.
I’m not sure how they picked who got on what rope but I was hoping it was because he wanted me with him. We started out along the glacier. I felt pretty tired and my stomach hurt a lot. We got to this place called “Cathedral Gap” which is a big pile of rocks you need to climb over. This is where I really started having trouble. I couldn’t breath very well. It’s not like the feeling I get when I start out too fast on a 5K and run out of breath. It’s more of a strangled feeling.
I was hot and cold at the same time. The wind had picked up a lot even tho it was clear out. The temp wasn’t real cold. Conditions were “perfect” but my body wasn’t.
At that point I didn’t care anymore. I was exhausted, freezing cold, shivering, cramping, and altogether unhappy. I was at 11,100 feet at 2am. I knew deep in my heart that I couldn’t go any further. They said that the next stretch was a 1:45 climb. If I was this bad after 50 mins, another 105 mins wouldn’t be possible. Today as I write this I wonder about it but at the time I was completely certain that I couldn’t continue. In fact I felt like I never wanted to attempt this again. Lack of sleep, bad food, high altitude, etc etc may be just too much for me to handle.
278/275/271/160







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