
Winter trips are always a fun time. One just never knows what you are going to get. I have been on trips that never even got into the park; I have been on trips that barely made it to camp Muir. Sometimes, when the weather gods of the Pacific Northwest smile on us, we get to the top of Mt. Rainier. This last seminar was one of those trips. But have no worries, we had to fight to get there.
We met up on the first day in Ashford. Took care of orientation and got right into gear and packing and finished off the day with some self-ascension training and ice climbing on the wall at Basecamp. We split up for the evening off to eat a good meal and sleep in a bed for the last time that week.
Waking up to rain and high freezing levels did not bode well for us when we met up in the morning. But we decided to give it a go and see how far we got. We climbed to the base of Pan Point in the rain. Rather than continuing in the wetness and losing a day, we went into training mode. The rest of the day consisted of avalanche training including an evening classroom session after we all dried out. We ended up with another meal and bed in town after all.
The weather didn’t change a whole lot on the next day, but we were able to persevere and make it to Muir anyway. It was a tough go, as it rained on us pretty much all the way to 8500 feet. Cheers to the gang for staying as dry as possible and cruising in good style! That night consisted with drying everything out and making water.

What an amazing day! We got up this morning to a great sight, the sun. Light winds and sunny skies were the name of the game this day. We trained all day in the sun at Muir. We went through basic mountaineering skills, anchor building, and crevasse rescue. We all went to bed early after packing up for the summit climb in the morning.
The sky was clear on summit morning. We woke up at 4:45 and started getting ready, eating, drinking, and getting everything ready in the dark. It was a little after 6:00 when left the ridge and started climbing. The plan was to ascend to Gib ledges and climb the chute there. It is a pretty direct route, involves a little steeper climbing, and isn’t one we get to climb all that often, so that was pretty fun. We got to the ledges and found them a little icy and exposed, so we dropped down a few hundred feet and entered the chute a little below the ledges. It was 55 degrees or so for the next several hundred feet. Pretty exciting climbing to the top of Gibraltar Rock.
From the top of Gibraltar, we could see of across the Ingraham Glacier to the top of Disappointment Cleaver. It was a stunning view with the beautiful morning. We could easily see to Mt. Jefferson in Southern Oregon. The wind began picking up a bit more at this point, and we had already been climbing for a few hours. Everyone stepped it up and climbed strong for the next two stretches and we climbed into the crater rim around 11:30.

After taking some summit shots and fueling back up the crew began the descent. It was pretty good going back down to Gibraltar. From there we crossed the Ingraham and descended Disappointment Cleaver. Generally the Ingraham Glacier is a nice, direct route up and down the mountain this time of year. This year it is still extremely broken, and we wanted to avoid tricky route finding on the descent.
The cleaver went well. There was a little more snow there and everyone stayed strong even though we were all a little worked. The wind had continued to pick up and by now was blowing pretty hard and was making life a little harder.
We got into Ingraham Flats just in time, as our visibility went to about 50 feet at that point. It was full on whiteout navigation on the way back into Muir. We even had Andy stand out on the ridge at Camp Muir with his headlamp as a little beacon to show us the way home. It was a great reminder of how much the weather in the mountains can change in just a short period of time. It was a great climb and we were all happy to get back into camp. There really is something pretty cool about getting up Mt. Rainier in the winter.
The walk back down from Muir was better than we thought it was going to be. When we woke up it was raining at Camp Muir. It is pretty rare that there is rain at 10,000 feet. But about the time we were starting our trip down, the precip stopped and we just walked down in a cloud to about 7,000 feet. The fog lifted and we walked the rest of the way in a light rain.
All in all, a pretty great trip. Congrats to everyone who was on it, you should all be proud of the work you did up there. I am off to California now; maybe I can find some sun there!