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the area at upper L in that shot looks rather amazing. amongst an amazing area, that is. book pic: http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/139550988

yes I do, send me an email at nolock at wildblue dot net. I won't be home until later tomorrow however.

a cursory net search turned this up, not too specific but interesting nonetheless: - 10 Nov 1962 USAF F102A 56-1387 1 PAX Paine AFB, WA to Local The F102A left on a training flight over the Olympics when it vanished. Radar tracked the aircraft to a point NW of Shelton in Grays County. There was no indication of any problems during communications with the pilot. A three week search failed to find any trace of the missing jet. A faint beeper was heard in the search area during the first three days of the search but the source could not be pinpointed. On 14 May 1965, loggers found a parachute and harness in a tall pine tree north of Shelton. It appeared that whoever was in the harness cut himself free and lowered himself to the ground. However, it could not be proven that the harness belonged to the missing pilot, a captain with 11 years service. On 4 November 1968, the Civil Air Patrol reported finding wreckage of an unknown F-102A further north in the Olympic mountains and submitted photos and wreckage for evaluation. Examination of the wreckage revealed an old SAR data plate placed at discovered crash sites by the State that verified the wreckage was of another F-102A that had been previously recovered. Recently, the family and relatives of the missing pilot announced they are continuing to search for the wreckage of this jet. The area were the jet was presumed to have crashed has long since been logged out and populated. Other than the parachute harness, no trace of the jet was found in that area. The current theory now is that the jet crashed somewhere deep in the southern Olympic Mountains. Other than family members, there is no "official" active search going for this missing jet. That came from this website (there are others I believe): LINK

that's outstanding... I'm a little disappointed in my image.... shuffled through my stuff and couldn't find a better one, either. It does show up from a distance in the left background here: http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/139042037 (click 'original' below the image to see the largest uploaded size).

That's an outstanding account of a real adventure. I photographed Borah's NF on September 3, 2009 during glacier photography flights. Here are two views of it, less snow/ice than what you had: http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/138827780 http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/138827786 That cirque holds the remnant of the Otto glacier, which may not actually exist any more, though I'd guess there's ice under the rocks. The Otto was said to be Idaho's last glacier. It may also be Idaho's only named glacier, though I'm not sure on that. I found no other glaciers, in the Lost Rivers, White Clouds, or Sawtooths (I was working off a GIS database of large snowfields and potential glaciers). Plenty of old moraines though. My flight to Borah originated in Hamilton, Montana, with an unplanned stop in Salmon to clean the canopy - right after departure from Hamilton, I had a large insect impact, the remains of which dribbled back over the area on the plexiglas where I'd normally take photographs. click on the word 'original' below the images to see the largest uploaded size.

I'd be glad to do that, yes. Contact me via email, nolock at wildblue dot net, I will have copies of my own to distribute but bear in mind that I'm not exactly set up to distribute. Wayne, one of the criteria for image selection was 'did Wayne or could Wayne climb this?' If yes, it was in. Simple, really. Thus you will see a lot of really hard stuff and no cliches. Seriously, the no cliche thing was really important to me. I'm going to do some Seattle events this winter, Northwest Snow & Avalanche Summit on November 13, Washington Ski Touring Club in early January. Also the Methow Conservancy in Twisp at the brew pub on Dec. 13. Hope I get to see some of you at these.

Dear Friends, I sent an email out on this earlier, and am now posting here as well. One of the first big things with my photography was when it was noticed on cc dot com back in 2004 or 2005. I'm truly indebted to all of you here, my good & loyal friends. As some of you know, in conjunction with Wolverine Publishing, I have been working on producing a coffee-table book of winter photographs of the North Cascades. It is with great pleasure, along with deep appreciation to my many friends who have helped on this, to let you know that the book, 'Snow & Spire: Flights to Winter in the North Cascade Range', will be published in early November. It has been a long and interesting project, and I'm excited about the chance to hold an actual copy in my hands. Here's Wolverine's web page on it: http://www.wolverinepublishing.com/Snow_and_Spire - you will see some sample images as well a pdf preview which you can download. Several folks were instrumental in their help, including Lowell Skoog, Dave Tucker, Dave Pegg of Wolverine, designer McKenzie Long, and Carolyn Waters (of NCNP). Jason Hummel and Steph Abegg kindly contributed photographs for the essay portions. Matt Samet, who I inadvertently omitted in my email, was my editor, and I'm very grateful for his efforts. I can't thank everyone here but hopefully didn't miss anyone in the Acknowledgments section. Anyway, thanks to all of you who have inspired me and I hope you find it an enjoyable and worthwhile book. with my very best wishes,

Steph is willing her way to mobility like no other. I've seen it, believe me. unfortunately, that got sidetracked as well... so I was two months late to ACC...but will be at bcmc on Dec 13, along with special guest David Tucker who will talk about Baker research for a few minutes. And with any luck, Steph will be along with us too, I'm hoping. We'll talk a bit about this trip I'm sure... six absolutely incredible days with a terrific copilot...

1999?, Frenchmen Lionel Daudet and Sebastien Foissac, SW buttress/S face, third ascent. and the north/northeast arete, that's had an ascent, right? anyway, great climb gents... fantastic area & a highly compelling peak.... amongst several in there... my guess is you had some nice views of DT's incredible nw face...

I guess I'd just post up a face shot, your intentions are good, you are trying to do the right thing. Somebody lost a camera and they are probably wondering to this day what became of it. If you have a web gallery post it there and send out the link. Larger than what you first posted would be helpful, hard to get much out of that first one. That is getting on to six years ago so the odds are long but who knows.

if you look at the EXIF data encoded in the images that could very well tell you when the images were taken, assuming that the owner had set the proper date and time. also the camera serial number may have been registered with nikon for warranty. one option for seeing the EXIF data is Irfanview, it's free, http://www.irfanview.com/ (I'd get and install all the irfanview plugins as well).

I was in there twenty five or so years ago. It's a hazy memory but it seems to me the first day, to SL, will be the most taxing. We climbed Arriva from SL by its "normal" route, and I remember a series of ridges to be scrambled over, not difficult but definitely would be tiresome if that was your packing route of travel. One of the guys I was with had actually climbed Logan previously by using that route you describe as the approach, so I'd say its definitely possible. I remember that they dropped into Grizzly creek as you describe. It's possible that Eric Sanbo or Mike Woodmansee was on that trip. Jason Griffith might have contact info for them if you pm him. John Roper would know too; Klenke? Others? sorry I can't be more helpful.

Dave Adams & I rode up to Rainy today, some of you may have seen the email I sent on it. A large avalanche came down probably late yesterday in a chute at 137.7, we estimated it to be probably twenty feet deep at its deepest and looked to cover a hundred feet of the highway in places. There are two DOT loaders and the Kodiak snowblower now isolated to the east, beyond the slide. We were awestruck by the size of it. It took us twenty plus minutes either direction to get across it with the bikes. The rest of the ride was uneventful, except perhaps for the downpour the last seven miles up to the pass. The amount of snow at the pass, seven feet, is amazing considering the date and also that there is only about five feet at 155, two and a half miles to the west. I've seen recent news articles where business owners are wondering why the hwy isn't open yet. Seeing things first hand really shows what the DOT is up against.... Here is the first of six avalanche images, click 'original' to see the largest uploaded size and "next" (top right) to see the rest. http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/134743162 - yes, that is snow blocks, dirt covered. There was a lot of woody debris in it, only a few rocks. It was remarkably fragrant, smelling strongly of pitch/resin. I think it's about 47 mi RT to the pass and back from the Ross gate at 134.

I've been up there a few times recently from the ross gate. These are from yesterday at mp 151, about 1/3 mi W of the Easy Pass trail. http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/134247930 http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/134247933 http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/134247935 I've rarely seen anyone else up there, working or on bikes. A marten ran across the road in front of me yesterday near 142. (Canyon Creek th is at about 141, so it was east of there). My advice would be to stay far away from working equipment. On the west side, bike gives access to some decent hiking, at Canyon Creek (I was in knee deep snow at the 5 mi mark there the other day, on the Chancellor trail), East Bank trail, Happy Panther, and so on. Snow on these trails is a problem as soon as you get out of the valley bottoms. Probably not that great of an idea to get in there with a big crowd of riders. Just my .02 cts...

There's a lot of folks out there in the world who, it seems, if they left us in a hurry, would be remembered 'bout as long as, say, the duration of that hole in a bucket of water that's left when you pull your hand out. I will remember David Pinegar considerably longer than that. On the evening of February 17, 2008, I'd been out and about, somewhere or other. I don't remember exactly, and it's not getting any better. But on my way home, I decided to take a run up to Baker. I can do that, on a whim; I'm very lucky that way, for sure. There wasn't a lot of daylight left, and the sun was just about down on the horizon. A hard wind was blowing out of the southwest, a cold hard wind. The weather was changing, I'm sure, and because of that I was careful to stay above the summit. I knew I only had about ten minutes before I'd have to dive for home. But as I came around the northeast side of the summit plateau, I was absolutely stunned to see a human being approaching the top, with skis on their back. Late in the day, darkness looming, sun still scraping across the sastrugi up there, I have the greatest respect for skiers but I knew there was absolutely no way that person would be coming down from that position that night. I suppose a few of you know how fond I am of saying "Holy Shit!" Well, I might have said that a few times, though nobody was listening. And I really meant it. I circled and took photographs. I didn't know who it was, but I guessed they'd know who I was. In a few minutes, they were at the summit. To escape the wind, I watched as that hardy soul huddled on the northeast side of Grant Peak. I was freezing my ass off, and I was pretty well protected. Can you imagine how cold it was down there? I'm not one to disturb someone's wilderness experience more than necessary, so after a few circuits, not too close, and a lot of photographs, I turned down to the southeast. When I landed, the sun was well down. It was late enough that Walter Keilt, one of the old guys there, a WWII B24 pilot who ought to know, would say, gettin in a bit late, aren't you? And I knew I'd sure better listen to that wisdom. But I also knew, I was safe on the ground, and somebody was still up there at the top of Baker, and it was night, in the middle of god damned winter. A couple of days later, sure enough, I got a message. It was from David Pinegar. We'd never communicated previously. That was me down there, did you see me when you flew over? Yes, as a matter of fact, I did. And I tell you what, David, I can still see you down there. Just like it was yesterday: http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/93119389

Tom's book, 'The North Cascades', had a monumental impact on the eventual establishment of North Cascades National Park. As poor graduate students in Corvallis in the late 1970s, I remember how we agonized over the cost to purchase the one copy available there in an outdoor equipment store; we would check every so often to see that they still had it while we saved our precious coin. It's one of the great treasures on my bookshelf still. That book was one of the reasons I came to live in the Skagit, and I know I'm not alone. Kelly Bush has related to me essentially the same story of its influence on her, for example. Truly, the passing of a giant.

in a way, I'd say you were actually accumulating style points!! sure hope 'solo the pickets on first trip to the north cascades dude' reads that...!

I received word today that Doris Burn passed away yesterday in Bellingham. She was the daughter of Lage Wernstedt, the legendary explorer and surveyor of the Pasayten country and the North Cascades. She accompanied Lage on at least one of his survey trips when she was a child, probably in the early 1930s. To those of you familiar with the central Pasayten Wilderness, her name is applied to Lake Doris; Fred's Lake is for her brother. Mt. Lago, of course, is named after Lage himself, and Dot Mountain is for her mother, Adele (Dotty). (Lage named Dot Mountain for her because it reminded him of the curve of her nose!) I've posted Doe's obituary below. JS ___________________________________________________________ Doris Burn Please join us in deep gratitude for the life and legacy of Doris (Doe) Burn, a well-known author and illustrator of children’s books, beloved Burn family matriarch, and inspiring role model for artists and children of all ages. Doe was born in Portland, Oregon, April 24, 1923. Her father, Lage Wernstedt, emigrated from Sweden in 1910. After graduating from Yale University School of Forestry, Lage worked as a surveyor and map maker for the U.S. Forest Service based in Portland. Doe’s mother, Adele (Dotty) Wilcox Wernstedt Graham, lived to the age of 106 on Guemes Island, near Anacortes, Washington. Lage was a pioneer mountaineer. Doe’s fondest memories included a childhood summer with her father camping by horseback in the Cascade Mountains, the precursor of a lifetime love of nature and enthusiasm for hiking, roughing-it, and adventuring. When Lage was stationed in the Mount Baker region, Doe attended Bellingham Normal School at Western Washington University. Lage was interviewed by June Burn for her column in the Bellingham Herald, and that began a lifelong co-mingling with the Burn family. The Wernstedts bought land next to the Burns and Chevaliers on Waldron Island and built a summer cabin. Doe and her brother Fredrick (Fred) Wernstedt summered on Waldron, romping on the sandflat under the madrona tree with the “Burn boys”, North and South (Bob), and the “Chevalier kids”, Marge, Betty, and Billy. From Portland, Lage drove north every summer to Bellingham, up Highway 99 and along Chuckanut Drive. They spent the night in the hotel across from the Leopold and early the next morning caught the Chickawana, the boat that delivered mail and freight to the San Juan Islands, including Waldron. The aromas of wild roses and salt water became engrained in Doe’s being as the scent of home. Doris Wernstedt and South (Bob) Burn were married at the end of World War II. They made their home on Waldron Island in a log cabin they built themselves. Bob and Doe separated after eight years of marriage, but they remained close friends and neighbors throughout their lives. Bob died in 1994 and North died in 1980. Doe loved them both. Doe is survived by her brother Fred Wernstedt, her four children: Skye Burn, Mark Burn, Cameron Burn, and Lisa Burn, 15 grandchildren, and 10 great-grandchildren. Skye and Lisa live in Bellingham, Mark lives in Port Townsend, and Cameron lives in the Democratic Republic of Congo, Africa. For the extended Burn family, the place on Waldron is the soul of home. Doris Burn was a children’s book writer and illustrator. Her first book Andrew Henry’s Meadow, published in 1965, won the Washington State Governor’s Art Award. Doe wrote and/or illustrated a total of eleven books, including The Summerfolk, When I First Came to this Land (based on a song by Oscar Brand), We Were Tired of Living in a House (by Liesel Moak Skorpen), and Christina Katerina & the Box (by Patricia Lee Gauch). The Tale of Lazy Lizard Canyon, her final book, was published in 1976. Andrew Henry’s Meadow is still in print (San Juan Publishing). In addition, Philomel Books, a Young Reader division of Penguin Group, will soon publish a new edition. Andrew Henry’s Meadow is considered a classic. Doe still receives fan letters from readers. What many people do not know is that she had no formal art training. Illustrating books for children was a childhood dream which she manifested with passion, persistence, and courage. In 1956, a few months after the birth of her last child, Lisa, Doe borrowed $500 from her friend Russ Thorson. She and Lisa traveled by train to New York City where Doe took her portfolio to publishers for feedback. Doe received enough encouragement to keep her dream alive through tough but wonderful years of raising four children mostly on her own on Waldron Island, in a log cabin without electricity or running water. She provided such a rich life for her children they did not know they were poor. Skye, Mark, Cameron, and Lisa remember Doe working late into the nights, drawing by kerosene lamplight with the fireplace fire crackling in the background. Doe’s legacy includes a way of looking at life which emphasizes creativity, independence, and the importance of following dreams and never speaking ill of others. Doe is remembered for the sparkle in her clear blue eyes, her sense of beauty, love of art and literature, zest and playfulness, her enthusiasm for prolonged and deep intellectual conversations, and, in later years, her spiritual faith and vision. From 1980 until 1994, Doe lived in Oakland, California, where she became a Christian. Doe’s Christian faith remained a core of her life until she died on March 9, 2011. One of her favorite passages was Peter 1:19, which speaks of “a light that shineth in a dark place, until the day dawn, and the day star arise in your hearts”. As death approached, Doe said frequently “Love is everything”. Doe Burn’s burial will occur on Waldron Island March 13th. A memorial service will be held 2:00 pm, Saturday, March 26th in the Leopold Retirement Residence Ballroom, 1224 Cornwall Avenue, Bellingham, WA 98225. Memorial gifts can be made in the name of Doris Burn to the Waldron Island Community Library, care of Judie Wilgress, Treasurer, PO Box 56, Waldron, WA 98297.

interesting thread. I note you are getting good advice here from the hardest of the hardcore... listen well, I'd say..

Thanks everyone, Lowell I'll shoot you an email. Kelly B. & Russ D. told me of seeing a Shuksan photo hanging on the wall of a teahouse in Nepal some years ago, as someone else mentioned... crazy..

just watched it again, sensational! blows me away, the talent and imagination out there...

yep awesome. I notice there doesn't seem to be much wind blowing. Reminds me a bit of some of the wingsuit helmet-cam vids. anybody know the music?

Here's a gallery of crater pics from August 12: http://www.pbase.com/nolock/shermancr081210 and that crack I mentioned can be seen here - http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/127437834 - as the irregular line running up towards the top of Sherman Pk. I was with Dave Tucker and also Sarah Polster from USGS/Denver. The device she's carrying in some of the pics is a magnetometer, one of the main reasons they wanted to go in there. Somebody else will have to explain the science of that.

The 2006 slide was witnessed by a NOLS group who were traversing low on the Boulder glacier & who thought they might be hit by it. The toe of it was moving fairly slow, however, by the time it got down to them. That slide (2006) was small by historical standards. Dave Tucker saw a slide there in the 80s as I recall that traveled perhaps another 3/4 of a mile. It seems that the E side of Sherman Pk lets loose every two to five years. It's essentially a huge wind deposition slope, steep and with crumbly volcanic mud/scree as a base. Remember too that the W side of Baker Lake is basically an enormous debris fan from old lahars off the E side of Baker. When we were in the crater a few weeks ago for gas sampling, there was a gigantic crack in the glacier running from near the top of Sherman Pk down to the E breach, and we pondered the wisdom of proceeding farther down towards the Sulphur Cone fumaroles...! Air photos don't begin to capture the amazing size of this animal.. I have long thought that climbers thinking about the Boulder route on Baker should consider the risk from this potential avalanche. In this 2005 'loaded slope' photograph, it's the sun-shade divide on the E face of Sherman... http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/43881817

you guys are killin me...! http://www.pbase.com/nolock/image/117041738 'old' is just a concept anymore...