Mt. Wilson LVMC Trip (Red Rock, near Las Vegas NV)Harlan W. Stockman |
The trip was ~9.6 miles by GPS, ~3850' elevation gain (the GPS partially accounts for the numerous ups-and-downs on sides of the ravine). First Creek was very brushy and wet. Fortunately, I was wearing shorts, so my long pants stayed safe and abrasion-free in my pack.
The eastern route (up the slabs) was probably first developed by Branch Whitney. Members of his website have access to a detailed description.
GPS trace. We went up on the right (east), through the bowl, and came down on the left (west), along the limestone-sandstone contact. |
Group in the distance, view WNW as we enter the canyon. Hey, wait for me! |
The now-standard practice of anointing the hike leader with oil. Kim and Luba discussed why women were fitter for long harsh treks. Helpfully, I related the "Adventures of the Old Woman" from Candide, ch. 12. |
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One of many water hazards. |
We start to cut up the slabs to the big boulder and trees, where the eastern route begins. |
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Traveling east at base of ledges. (View west.) |
Obligatory apple-Luba's-mouth picture. (More, more.) |
Coming up the endless slab-bowl. |
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At last, on the ridge, view S to snow-covered Potosi. Luba points to a flying bird … |
…that she says is a rare Wilson's penguin. |
Same view S, as more folk arrive. |
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View SSE from summit. |
View roughly north; Snow-covered Mummy Mt is at far left, Madre is on skyline in middle of picture, and Calico Hills are the tan and red low mountains at right. |
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View SSE from top. |
Look at me! Look at me! My left hand is in front of Damsel Peak. |
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We start to head back down by the standard route, but as we look back, we realize Special K is still on top, shrink-wrapping his feet! |
View SW, as we head down along the limestone-sandstone contact. |
Looking East at Luba and Ben (both have roots in The East). Black Mountain is visible in the distance through the gap. |
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Ben and a water hazard. |
Partial group rests where the eastern and western routes converge. Can you see Josh's tongue? (More.) |
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The pose. |
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This was a wonderfully chaotic place. Vegetable holds (or sidestroke) were the only options. (Hi Luba!) |
An Imperial Snow Trooper pursues Ali and Luba. |
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Evening snow, opening up for the night. |
Paintbrush. |
Desert blue-star. |
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Primroses. |
Heron's bill. |
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On this day, the butt shots were so outré, even I couldn't put them on the web.