John Dewalt, Deb and Craig Wilson on the first summit, Wildcat Mountain.
Looking over at Mt Washington, where we will end our day, across the ravine.
Fun group early in the day. Rick Kerby , Deb, Paul Melzer , Laurie and Jen (Traildawgs).
One of the many nice views of the White Mountains, looking SE.
Looking over at Mt Washington looming over Rte 16.
Aid station #1 , thanks to Pat and Anke from Montreal. Tucker doesn't know it yet, but we're leaving him behind here, he did the first section over Wildcat with us.
That is the Glen Boulder of the Glen Boulder trail.
Deb and Craig going up the Glen Boulder trail, above treeline.
Steve holding up Glen Boulder...
Craig and the venerable John Dewalt, age 73. These guys are both many time Hardrock 100 and Barkley vets.
Sue Thompson and Craig on the Davis Path.
Deb heading down the Boot Spur Trail, here we heard the first rumble of thunder.
Boot Spur trail with Wildcat ski slopes (where we just came from) across the ravine. We went straight up the ski slope, then ran down the AT.
Deb running down the lower part of Boot Spur, close to Hermit Hut.
Looking up into the Tuckerman Bowl, where we are headed next.
We just got hit with a nasty hail storm complete with Lightening strikes close-by. We are now on the Huntington Ravine Trail heading up into the bowl.
Wild hail storm that is hard to see here. The hail was pea size and hurt!
Deb running ahead of me through the hail and the ever threatening lightening. Everything was slick as ice now, running was difficult.
More hail piling up....
A brief reprieve from the hail, sleet and rain...but these rocks that we're needing to go up are very wet and slick. Going up the headwall should be interesting.
Rick and Sue crab crawling over huge, slick boulders. We decided at this point to stick together and help everyone get up and over the steep headwall to the warmth of the Mount Washington restaurant.
More clouds rolling in...the mountains are angry.
Deb said "I didn't particularly enjoy this part" Going up this trail when dry would be difficult enough.. in a hailstorm, we were cold, the rocks were slippery, and going was painstakingly slow.
Yes, that waterfall is the trail. The water was ice cold and we were soaked and freezing. I felt like Bear Grylls of Man Vs Wild!
Craig enjoying this cool trail...very slick though, you could easily slip and fall.
Deb, John and Sue climbing up through a steep waterfall....this is now getting dangerous and the skies are rumbling again.
A look behind me....this is where the spring ski-ing is at it's best, if you are an extreme ski-er!
The slick headwall...we are trailrunners, not rock climbers. We are now all above our comfort zones, but fear and the lightening pushes us on. We hoped to get up and into the shelter before it got really bad.
Sue squeezing through some boulders. Notice the nice shiny slippery rocks which were mostly covered with some slimy algae of some sort.
Deb -"We gotta go up there!"
Also, we now also have added Pat and Mike to our group, who were hiding under a cliff to keep out of the storm.
John- "We gotta go up there!"
As Craig tries to find a safer, easier route.
Sue is just a bit concerned seeing what we have to do and knowing that we cannot turn around.
Flat spot where we all took a small break before continuing up the steep slope.
Rumbling and lightening flashes above are intensifying.
It was a dangerous climb, but also beautiful. It's starting to rain hard now...Rick looking up wondering how the heck we are going to get up there!
John Dewalt....nothing fazes him because he's "Guaranteed Tough!" http://tiny.cc/up6yP
I hope when I'm 73 I have his attitude.
Craig climbing up a slippery vertical climb...
OK, here is where it all ended. The women and John were all shivering, while everyone but me, had decided to not continue due to the deadly lightening storm outside. Deb made me promise I would not go on alone...the next trail, Six Husbands is a deadly trail, even worse when wet.
Deb and Sue after about 12 miles that took us 9 hours. It will take us another 7 hours to get off of the mountain.
Deb pushing up a boulder hoping ot create some heat.
Steve, John, Craig, Deb, Pat, Laurie and Sue. Tired, cold and hungry, but we had a great day in the White Mountains.
Hi Ho, Hi Ho... it's over the swinging bridge we go!
This was a cool bridge and my last shot...night is setting in and I have to get my light out as we enter the deep, dark woods.