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  1. subtract the bivy and you have what sounds like my own experience on that there route - fuck that chossy traverse!

     

    Does it get esier once you on snow?

    i can't recall - our bail down the many raps onto the taboo glacier was mostly defined by the huge amount of blood flowing out of my partner's hand after a huge pinnacle of rock had detached from under him, causing him to leap like a demented cat onto a neighboring ridge, shaving his fingers in the process :)

     

    You mean he lost his fingers!?

  2. Hey Oleg,

     

    Great photos and an amusing read.

     

    Will be headed up to do the FT Traverse next week hopefully. Just wondering if you can comment on conditions, esp. re: torment approach (SW ridge or face). Did you get a peak at any other parts of the ridge, or the West notch ascent/descent of Forbidden?

     

    Thanks so much!

    Drew

     

    Thanks Drew. The Torment approach is pretty straightforward. From the camp sites, traverse the bolder field (no obvious trail), cross the creek and find a weakness in slabby terrains. Once you climbed the slabs, you will be at the base of the glacier. The glacier is easy - there are few small crevasses.

    We pretty much followed the south ridge as described on Stephabegg’s website. Be prepared to encounter lots of loose rock on the first pitch (stay in the middle of the gully – involves some 5.2-5.4 climbing on solid rock). The second pitch is good, except the second part of it (the steep ramp) is unprotectable. On the 3rd pitch, start to the left of the belay spot (this start is exposed but easier than going to the right of the belay). The 4th pitch (going around the corner right and up the “scoop”) is weird. You shall see the old pin. Pitch 5 is good. Pitch 6 – the loose traverse to the notch (top of the scoop). From that notch, you will traverse up and over (left) to the summit. You will see two rappel stations (blue slings) on the SE face – this is a direct descend route off the SE face (if you decide to escape for some reason). We had two ropes and it helped to speed things up. You MIGHT need 2 ropes to complete the last repel to the glacier. We did see some intermediate slings on the steep section of the last repel. Also, all rappel stations are positioned pretty much in a single line (no need to traverse around as we mistakenly did).

    To get from the notch on the top of the scoop: we simul-climbed attached to the same rope. From the summit of Torment, you can take 3 rappels (I believe) down until you are in level with the notch of the East Ridge. I wouldn’t down-climbed this section – lots of loose rock and potential rock fall. Once you are at the level of the notch, you will see a very clear trail to the notch.

    Rock shoes will help!!!

     

    I hope this helps!

     

  3. Trip: Mt Torment - The South ridge, the House of Pain

     

    Date: 9/2/2012

     

    Trip Report:

    From Merriam-Webster online:

     

    Definition of TORMENT

     

    1) The infliction of torture (as by rack or wheel).

    2) Extreme pain or anguish of body or mind: agony.

    3) A source of vexation or pain.

     

    Who: Buckaroo, Alpine Tom, YocumRidge, OlegV

     

    - as follows:

     

    The dream of J-burg:

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    Below the first pitch:

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    Nastia on belay:

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    Oleg at the summit:

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    Nastia approaching the summit:

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    A sudden and heavy wakeup call brings him back out of hibernation, triggering a millisecond-long release of adrenalin and involuntary muscle contraction. Rock fall again! Tom wakes up in a short jumping burst; his body is prepared to fight a large sword-tooth tiger. His shaky pedestal gives in causing a butterfly effect sending a shockwave of rock fall. Unevenly shaped blocks tumble down landing an inch away from Nastia’s head protected only by a thin layer of face-warming gaiters. Cry out, woman - scream to the top of your lungs into a cold Cascadian night - no human being will hear your chant.

     

    Buckaroo, a mountain craftsman, constructs a spacious bivy ledge just below the summit ridge on the sloping north side of Mount Torment. Having climbed through the tormented mountain terrains, we opt to spend a night in the surreal world dominated by the captivating views of Eldorado.

     

    We share the last drops of water and discuss the possibility of drinking body fluids and eating the skunk-smelling grass. My “light and fast” air mattress fails at dusk. I am irritated and angry at the modern tourist industry. Mass-produced products are made of sealed garbage bags, compressed aluminum foil, and colorful pillow filling. I would rather harden my body and soul by hauling steel carcasses and by wearing grey but sturdy clothes. I sleep jammed in my old and heavy NF backpack – it helped solidify the harmony of nature with my own self.

     

    Sunset in Cascades:

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    Eldorado:

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    Clouds:

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    Red:

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    Our bivy:

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    Veiw from the bivy:

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    Getting ready for cold night:

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    Covered in ice:

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    Tom in the morning:

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    The morning light doesn’t bring us warmth or the hope for easy survival. Eager to get down the disintegrating mountain, we crawl over the saddle that separates the north and south sides and begin our descent down the south-east face of the Torment.

     

    Down the SE face:

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    Dodging flying rocks, finding old rappel slings, getting the rope unstuck (thank you to Buckaroo’s bravery and skills), we finally arrive to the last double-rope rappel station just above the glacier. We don’t see the glacier, but we hope it is all over. Yet, the fun has just begun. A giant gaping moat separates the vertical wall of rock and the vertical wall of ice.

     

    Rock wall:

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    Ice:

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    Buckaroo takes his time coming down and finally yells: “Put on your crampons and have ice tools ready!!!” I go next; a moment later I discover myself hanging in the midair 30 feet above the sloping void leading to the subglacial river of potentially slow suffer and death. How would it feel to be sucked into this river? The images of being buried alive between the glacier floor and the megaton sheet of ice cross my mind. Drowning in the mountains is rare, but possible. Maybe in the 23d century, some hobbyist-archeologist will find our bones buried in the sand of the North Cascade desert…

     

    I wake up in reality, push of the rock, swing out, and somehow manage to stick my tool into the fluctuating wall of the iceberg. “Got to climb straight up, can you?” – Buckaroo asks. I agree. He belays me of the pickets – I go up and over trying to crash the lip of the crevasse. Buckaroo follows. We set up an anchor at the edge of the moat and design a cleaver strategy to help others cross the moat: once a person repels to the level of the glacier, we would pool the end of the rope and bring a dangling body across the gap of the crevasse. It works like a charm. Nastia and Tom are surprised and slightly cranky, but the nervous trauma of the trip slowly fades away as we progress down the glacier towards the green light and running water. We enter the paradise of the Boston Basin, relax and taste the air. We see our fellow-climbers…

     

    Tom in the end of the fearfest:

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    Gear Notes:

    2 ropes

    steel crampons

    ice tools

     

    Approach Notes:

    dusty

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