
Below is Sam approaching the base of the face, with hundreds of acres of petrified ocean bottom looming above.
Lots of third classing...
Finally roped up, I think we did about 17 belayed pitches.
Still climbing on the bottom of an ancient ocean, Sam traversed to avoid a jellyfish...
Fortunately the rock quality improved as we got higher, the limestone gave way to beautiful quartzite...
We were glad to be on a ridge, safe from rockfall...
You can see the village of Lake Louise carved out of the trees behind Sam
Sam lead the crux pitch just as a thunderstorm was rolling through the valley. Luckily he got through it before the rock was too wet, but not before it got dark. I followed as fast as possible, and we immediately hunkered down on a small ledge until the rain passed. Amazingly, we never got the soaking we expected, despite being surrounded by dark clouds and verga. By that time we were dozing off, so we elected to just spend the night on the ledge and continue at first light. I guess our vacation-style 7am departure from the parking lot caught up with us.
The next day was beautiful and we quickly finished off the 4 remaining pitches. Here we put away the ropes and got out the crampons.
The timing ended up working out well since the snow was nice and firm...
On top...
In other hiking related news, Sam and I also walked in to the N. Face of Mt. Geikie, about a 35 mile round trip, heavy with full alpine climbing equipment. Pouring rain and lightning kept us from getting on the face, but the wildflowers were awesome. The mosquitos, not so much.
On our way south to Missoula, we decided to check out a rocky ridge I had noticed many years ago in Glacier National Park. Unfortunately it didn't look nearly as good as in my memory, so we ended up carrying all our gear on a single push 25 mile traverse of the park. The highlight was seeing a wolverine, who paused for a photo about 20 feet from us as we were having lunch on Gunsight Pass. I think he wanted a sandwich, but all we had was cheese and crackers so he kept on moving.
This goat showed up and promptly fell asleep in the snow about 30 feet from us as we were taking a break on Lincoln Pass. He's the most friendly goat I've ever met.