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I can't tell the scale in your picture but I thought it looked a little like common butterwort (Pinguicula vulgaris). It is an insectivore. It is listed in my Monte Cristo Area guidebook, to which is written: "This interesting little insectivore is not quite as common as its name suggests--at least in the Monte Cristo Area...The orchid-like flower rises up on an erect stem from a small whorl of yellowish-green leaves. The sticky leaves are usually spotted with insects as the butterwort gets its nitrogen by trapping and digesting small bugs. HEIGHT: up to 6 inches. HABITAT: exposed wet areas; sub-alpine to alpine."

Steve, One place to look is on the NTSB website. Here is their query page. The response list doesn't generate into a standard webpage for me to link to, so you have to do the query yourself. I typed in 1/1/63 to 7/19/04 for the timeframe, "Snoqualmie Pass" for the city, and "WASHINGTON" for the state, and got five search results (1984, 1989, 1992, 1995, 1999).

Looks like a girly bike.

Dave: There are cliffs lower down on the west ridge of Daniel (Topo) that could pose a problem but if you're going toward Hinman and will have ropes you can simply rappel anything you can't downclimb. From the 6,200-ft saddle it will then be nothing more than a 1,300-ft slog up to Hinman's benign summit (photo of Hinman from Daniel) I don't really know anything about Bears Breast other than it being an interesting looking peak on my big huge tick list. A photo of Bears Breast from Daniel.

You can drive to Erie in about 1 hour, 15 minutes. Seems like it could take that long to drive to Index. So those two are a push timewise. Mt Erie has a few multi-pitch climbs in the 5.7-5.9 range (Snag Buttress) but most of the terrain is top-rope stuff. All in all, it is just another place one can go when one wants to have some variety.

As I used to espouse and still do: MORALITY, NOT THEOLOGY. Morality should come first, but often theology comes first and morality is forgotten. You could and should have both but it seems like most strife (war) in the world is religious in scope...unless it isn't (like strife from economics: you have it, I want it). All nations are guilty of this: USA, Iran, Peru, Lichtenstein, Monaco, The One People's Republic of Trask.

There once was a cc.commie named Ford Whose posts were always ignored So one day with some scanner tools He scanned in his family jewels Now all the commie girls he's scored. My dad has a big book of limericks at home. I'm sure bunglehead's is in there. There must be 2,000 limericks in the book.

Your picture almost doesn't do the waterfall justice. It is incredible and aesthetic. On our way out on Tuesday morning after the heat of the sun the day before and light rain that morning, the waterfall was noticeably more boisterous. On the way down to its base I actually feared the water flow could be so heightened that the path down the wet step would me inundated or unusable. Fortunately this proved not to be the case. Mark and I both managed to downclimb the step without use of a rope, but it was definitely sketchy. Here are two more pics of the waterfall last summer (upper half and lower half):

Good one. My last name has always been good for the rhyming.

There once was a poseur named Dru Who posted without much clue When finally a thousand score posts he passed Only then was his inanity surpassed By his lack of a measurable IQ Not my best work.

While I realize this is not conclusive proof, the tail Phil is holding up looks quite like the tail of a Cessna 172P Skyhawk, which is what crashed in 1983. An example: . Skyhawks are common, so the wreckage in the creek could very well be from another crash prior to 1980. Also, it seems like the location of the debris in the creek is too far upstream for it to be connected with dberdinka's blue circle.

Uh, who's stoned in this thread? You get only one guess. And it's not The Otter. Or is it?

Who cares about all that mumbo jumbo? Chef Boy R Dee man! Chef Boy R Dee! 'Nuff said.

Chef Boy R Dee.

Ha ha! Phil posing like a Price-Is-Right model. Checking the NTSB database for Winthrop, WA, I came up with this 1983 crash: NTSB Identification: SEA83LA053 . The docket is stored on NTSB microfiche number 20278. 14 CFR Part 91: General Aviation Accident occurred Monday, January 31, 1983 in WINTHROP, WA Aircraft: CESSNA 172P, registration: N52243 Injuries: 2 Minor. THE AIRCRAFT WAS CRASH-LANDED IN THE SNOW AFTER THE PILOT FLEW INTO A BOX CANYON. THE PILOT WAS FOLLOWING A HIGHWAY OVERSNOW COVERED TERRAIN AND TOOK A WRONG TURN. BY THE TIME THE ERROR WAS REALIZED, IT WAS TOO LATE TO REVERSE COURSE OR CLIMB OUT. A FORCED LANDING WAS EXECUTED INTO A SNOW FIELD. The National Transportation Safety Board determines the probable cause(s) of this accident as follows: IN-FLIGHT PLANNING/DECISION..IMPROPER..PILOT IN COMMAND Contributing Factors TERRAIN CONDITION..SNOW COVERED TERRAIN CONDITION..MOUNTAINOUS/HILLY TERRAIN CONDITION..RISING WEATHER CONDITION..HIGH DENSITY ALTITUDE PROPER CLIMB RATE..NOT POSSIBLE..PILOT IN COMMAND Not sure if this is the one. No conclusive info given (landmarks, etc.) to prove it is.

Nice report. Beckey wasn't really tired. He just knew you two wouldn't make it to the top. With a little research, you could probably ascertain the origin of the word chakachamna and come up with a related reference name for the peak (another Native American word related to chakachamna). Why name a peak after a nearby lake? (My partypooper comment: no, I don't believe that's a FA of the peak but it is for the couloir. Weather and the concerns for other climbers in the party are just as valid reasons for not being successful as any other due to objective technical dangers. Of course I wasn't there. But do I have to be?)

Was this a recent crash or old debris? There is old plane debris in the Early Winters Creek streambed about 500 yards upstream from the hairpin turn. It's from a long time ago. Not much superstructure left. That's the only one I know about in the area.

Ah, glissading with crampons on. Dumb idea. Even doing it for a very short low-angle bit (60 feet) wrenched my knee enough for it to hurt for an hour or so afterward. At high speeds it is assinine.

The only person who said anything remotely interesting on this thread was JayB, and he didn't say anything at all. I saw F911. I'd give it an A for propaganda, but a D- for documentary. Why should I explain why? Who cares.

Hard Mox (SE Twin Spire): For the variation that goes up the right-most gully, it is confusing when you (FBeckey) say "climb the first 150 feet on the right." You do not make this comment in your previous edition. There is no right side for that first 150 feet. Really you just climb up the middle of the gully (or traverse into it from the left about 50 feet up) to the Class 4 chimney part. On the downclimb, you can avoid the chimney part by keeping left (south) of it to make use of another single-rope rappel point just below and left (skier's left) of the chimney part. It is not possible to climb up to this rappel point from below (vertical wall). Depot Creek Trail 1. There is now a washout on Depot Creek Road about 0.8 miles past the normal parking area. This washout is an impasse to driving. It is about 300 yards before where a spur goes right across the creek. See this diagram. 2. A flood or rockslide in the 2003-2004 off-season has scoured away all the brush around Depot Creek in the last mile to Ouzel Lake. As such it is now no longer a problem to get from the waterfall to the lake. The brush is no longer a hindrance. Simply walk up the east side of the creek in the scoured part to the lake. There is one 100-ft section where the creek veers close to the eroded wall on the left. This part takes some care, otherwise there are no issues. Here is a picture of this:

Hey, these are funny. Pokemon especially. But what is the real definition of Frisbeetarianism? A simple websearch yields only the funny answer above (George Carlin being one example, which makes sense since it sounds like a Carlinism).

Here you go, Dru. What are the peaks circled? I think these are the ones off_the_hook was talking about.

For everyone's information, here is a map I made of the approach to the Depot Creek Trail.

Tim, where did you lose the right trail on the Depot Creek approach? Was it at the road portion in Canada where the roads split--you forgetting to take the uphill fork? Just curious.

I soloed this route about 10 years ago so my memory of details is a bit sketchy, but this is what I remember: The approach from Peggy's Pond shown in (old Brown) Beckey is spot on. There is a scree/talus ledge that one can use to access the couloir, which is really just a gully--one of several parallel gullies on that side. The gully was not the easiest thing for me to keep inside of (I probably didn't have the route description in hand at the time) and I almost wound up doing a squeeze crawl left through a tunnel because I remembered something about turning left and there being a chimney. In crawling through the tunnel, I knew I couldn't take my pack with me on my back. Taking it off, I tried to hook it on a rock horn but missed and the thing slides off around the corner and out of sight down scree. I looked around the corner and my pack was nowhere in sight? Where had it gone? Giving up on that for the moment (I resolved to search for it after the climb), I continued up. Fortunately, I had taken my camera out of my pack. I backed out of that tunnel convinced it was the wrong way and continued up instead. I soon came upon an 8-ft step in a constriction with chockstones above. I finally knew I was on route when I found an aid sling here to haul myself up the step. After that it was just more scrambling to the top. I downclimbed the gully past the constriction then commenced searching for my pack. No rappeling done (I didn't have any gear anyway). It turns out my pack somehow managed to traverse two gullies over to the left. To this day I'm amazed that happened. It was resting precariously on loose scree about ten feet from a pronounced drop off. My binoculars inside were askew. To add insult to the shenanigans, I realized later, upon returning to camp, that there was no film in my camera at the time, so all photographs I took were blanks. From Peggy's Pond, it probably took me an hour to get up (give or take 10 minutes or so) and about the same to get down (because I had to search for my pack).