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The word “Climbing”
is a broad term. Most sports have multiple
specialties within the discipline, and climbing is no different. In the past
couple of years I have had the opportunity to try different types of climbing, including
mountaineering, sport climbing, trad climbing, and bouldering and am looking
forward to expanding my climbing horizons by trying more.
Of all the
climbing I have tried up to this point, Ice climbing is by far my favorite. Unlike rock climbing, Ice isn’t usually year round,
and it forms only in places with ideal water flow and very cold temperatures. Plus, in rock climbing you can feel the rock
with your hands and feet, and in ice climbing you are using ice tools and
crampons to ascend the ice.
I tried ice
climbing for the first time last year with a good friend of mine, and I got the
chance to climb all sorts of great stuff in Idaho. Now that I am in New England
with Joe, both he and I have been itching to find some ice to climb. Especially
since one of the mountaineering routes we have our eye on for this summer (The
North Ridge of Mt. Baker) involves a large ice wall. This gives us even more
incentive to brush up on our ice climbing skills.
Unlike in
Idaho, Ice Climbing is much more prevalent here in New England. So much so that
there is a website that provides updates on the conditions of the major ice
climbing locations. Joe and I had been
watching the ice conditions online, and doing research on the different
climbing areas. We wanted to make sure we could top rope the ice, and ended up
deciding to go to the White Mountains in New Hampshire.
So last week
we packed up the car and headed out towards North Conway, New Hampshire to a great
climbing area on the north end of Cathedral Ledge. Though it was not very tall,
it gave both Joe and I the chance to work on our technique. Ice climbing is
completely different than rock climbing. Not many of the rock climbing
techniques we gained from our road trip rolled over to the ice, so we spent an
afternoon working on what we hoped was good technique.
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We spent a
cold night in the car, and the next day drove to another climbing spot in the
White Mountains. Champney Falls, located on the Kangamagus highway. It is a 45
minute hike to get to a small gully with the frozen falls. The hike in gives
you a great warmup, and once we arrived we were greeted by a blanket of ice
covering a wide cliff face. The best part was arriving and seeing no other
climbers and had the whole place to ourselves.
We could pick and choose from all the different routes as we pleased. We
set up a top rope on a smaller more vertical section of the ice and started
climbing. As the ice got more vertical, the more tired you became, and before
you knew it your technique flew out the window. After a few climbs my arms were
dead. Joe set up the rope to climb the taller
section of ice only to burn out quickly. After he got to the top of the climb
we decided to call it a day.
We have been
lucky enough to get the chance to base out of Massachusetts and enjoy our rest
time at Joe’s dad’s home. Where family comes and goes as they please as we all
get to enjoy company and some R&R.
Champney
falls ended up being such a great place to climb we decided that we wanted to
go there again, but this time do some winter camping and climb there for two
days. We waited through the weekend, which is usually when the ice is being
climbed most. More importantly it was cold this weekend. When weather gets
cold, it does the obvious- creates more ice.
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So we packed
up all of our gear, hopped in the car on Monday and drove out to Champney
Falls. It is about a 4 hour drive in the Suzuki and we arrived around noon and
hit the trail by 12:30. By the time we arrived to the base of the falls we were
amazed; after just a few days of not being there, the cold temperatures have
expanded the ice by a noticeable amount.
Once Joe had
set up the top rope we had a few hikers watching us climb. Starting the day on
the shorter 15-20 ft. piece of ice, I burned out disappointingly fast. My
second time up the ice my technique was gone and my arms were on fire. Not to
mention it was cold, single digits if not lower. The moment any water would
touch you it would automatically freeze to your clothes. As the temperature
drops, the ice gets harder, which makes placing your tools more difficult. As
an ice climber one of my weakest points is the swing needed to solidly place
the ice tool, this ended up being my downfall on the first day of climbing and
part of why I burned out so quickly.
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By the time
we called it a day the sun was dipping below the horizon. We started to set up
camp and placed the tent in the gulley right near the ice. Easily one of the
coolest places I have ever camped. As the temperature continued to drop, Joe
and I took turns cooking while the other person would run up and down the alley
to keep warm. By the time we were getting ready to climb into bed the moon had
crossed above the cliff wall and started to light up the ice. A sight I’m sure
few get to see. That night we fell asleep listening to the water dripping off
the massive icicles that surrounded the tent.
When we woke
up the next morning the temperature was slightly warmer, and we had new
motivation to climb. We ate a gourmet breakfast of Pop-Tarts and Shot Bloks and
hopped on the ice by 8:30.
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We warmed up
on the short piece of ice we had climbed the day before, both of us feeling
surprisingly better about our technique. Whether it was the Pop-Tarts or the
desire to warmup, I am not sure, but we both climbed well enough to set a good
tone for the day.
Joe then set
up a top rope for tallest section of ice in the gully, around 40 ft. The ice
was intimidating, but with a few cold days and a good warmup climb, we were
both ready to give it a try.
I was the
first to hop on the climb, focusing on technique and not burning out, the climb
went very smoothly. Each rest spot along the steep ice was well used and it
ended up being easier than expected. So much so that I was able to climb the
same line about 4 more times over the course of the next couple of hours.
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Not only did
I end up having a good day of climbing but Joe was able to climb really well
too. He hopped on the blanket of ice that he struggled on last time we were
here and climbed it like it was no big thing.
Plus, not only did he climb that harder section, but he climbed it two
more times to finish up the day with a total of 7 climbs for him and 6 for me.
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By the time
we had finished neither of us had taken a fall on the ice and though we both
had tired arms and legs we were still able to hike out with energy to spare.
The entire
two days we were there, we didn’t see another climber, and were both pretty
stoked on how our climbing technique soared the last day. Made for easily some
of the most fun Ice climbing I have ever done.
On our way
home we stopped and admired some ice from afar, called “The Black Dike”. We
hope to climb it next year, and added it to our list of “to dos”.
We are both
fairly sore this morning and are looking forward to a few days of one of our
other favorite activities: resting. Though it won’t last for long. This weekend
we are headed to an Ice Climbing festival in the Adirondack’s in New York. We
are hoping to watch some presentations and get some more ice climbing in. This will
be a new stomping grounds for the both of us.
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