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A long way from where I started
Apr 14, 2014 - 11:50pm PT
Mike might be the only climber on ST that actually climbs.

I don't know about that. He said he'd done some climbing yesterday, but all we saw him do was eat food and drink beer.

Trad climber
Apr 15, 2014 - 12:00am PT

So, if you were coming up from, oh say, Seattle to climb in Squamish, would you:
1) plead to say with a pretty distant friend in Vancouver (no worries, y'all are safe)
2) stay at Klahanie Campground
3) drive logging roads until you found a nice site moderately close to to the climbing
x) plan 9


Apr 15, 2014 - 12:11am PT
Klahanie campground is a cool spot I think.

Apr 15, 2014 - 12:15am PT
I thought drinking beer and eating was climbing....
Jim Brennan

Trad climber
Apr 15, 2014 - 12:15am PT
You could support the Bulletheads campsite and contribute to the well being of a Provincial Park that supports climbers.

It was a very short time ago that the high school grads would celebrate by burning rubber tires in a bonfire where the nice picnic tables are today and climbers were open game if they dared find themselves there during all the fun.

It truly is like night and day how a very special piece of stone has become respected and loved in comparison to how it was treated in the past.


Apr 15, 2014 - 12:47am PT
The provincial campground is a cool spot I think.

It's good when there is toilet paper there.

So anyhow, just to change the tune for a minute here I just got off the phone with a friend who will remain unnamed but had a harrowing tale that i'll share here:

On top of the roman chimneys there is some ledges with a cave with a few steep sport routes called the shelter. On the sides & base of the cave there is some real steep, powerful bouldering possibilities. Anyways he was up there by himself bouldering when he ripped off a 5' long by 2' wide by a foot thick slab of granite causing him to assrocket & have the slab land on his lap, pinning him down. With help from endorphins he was able to flip the rock off and some how stand up. He soon realized he shouldn't/couldn't stand up and had to lie back down. He tried to crawl/drag himself to the backside trail but after only a few meters he had to make the call. Apparently he got plucked by John H on a long line becoming possibly the first bouldering heli-vac in Squamish history?

Anyways, turned out he was real lucky & only ended up with a fractured pelvis. An inch or two in any direction & the doc said it woulda squished something he would have needed or wanted in the future.

Watch out for choss there everyone.....


Gym climber
squamish, b.c.
Apr 15, 2014 - 01:30am PT
Holy Cow.


Big chunks of granite exfoliating near or onto climbers has got to be my biggest fear. It fricken terrifies me. And the more I pay attention to the idea of lurking death blocks the more I realize they're every where just waitng to be motivated.

Here hopin for a full recovery to our fallen compadre hopefully he's got some friends or family to help him through the recovery.

Big Mike

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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 15, 2014 - 01:45am PT
Lol. Classic tale about Dave Lane Bruce. Thanks.

Very cool pictures of the chimney Andy! I gotta get up there!

Everyone wants wall pics and i'm gonna get there but i have a few other tales to tell first.

Ryan that is such a gnarly story!!!
I was so glad to have an intact pelvis.

Last week was pretty darn decent for climbing. Sunday was sunny and warm but it had rained the day before so there were definitely some wet spots. Sandra had the day off miraculously, so we finally got her out cragging for her first day of the season.

She wanted to lead Davey Jones's Locker but it was soaked, so she settled for Pixie Corner after a little encouragement. (I told her i'd lead it if she didn't!)

She did well and almost got the redpoint despite the moistness of the cracks.

Then we went to burgers and I lead wisecrack, and we left early because the wind was rather brisk.

Edit oh ya! She asked me to take pics of her bad gear for her:

Funny thing is this was the crux piece and i've never seen her place a crappier piece in her climbing career! Lol
Big Mike

Trad climber
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 15, 2014 - 02:02am PT
Sanskara: I'm not the only guy that climbs around here. Just the one of the only who enjoys sharing about my climbing adventures.

I'll admit that i have an ulterior motive however, and that is to spark memories of the past, in the hopes that they will be shared and Squamish climbing history/mythology will be further enhanced by doing so. I love hearing fa tales from the pioneers. The things they did with the gear they had constantly amaze me.

The boldness of the average climber back then seemed to be at a much higher par.
Big Mike

Trad climber
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 15, 2014 - 03:05am PT
It rained the first couple days of the week, but the sun popped out again late on Tuesday making Wednesday somewhat dry again.

I got out with Toby who had a couple gigs for me to look at.

We parked at his place in the bluffs and headed up to Penny Lane.

We warmed up on Quarryman and I led it for the first time in over a year. It was a bit wet at the crux, which was scary, but I got through it and it felt good.

Then Toby hit up Clandestine Affair 5.9

I managed to follow cleanly despite some sloppy footwork on the traverse.

After we headed over to Penny Lane and I turned down the lead. I'm just not ready for a crux like that right off the ground quite yet.

Here is Toby well above the crux.

I fell at the start after i got established on the crack, and after i took down the gear anchor then soloed over to the power windows anchor, Marc Andre appeared on penny and i offered him a ride on our rope.

Notice the excellent duffer style. Marc is headed to the valley. Hopefully we'll see him down there!!

Later that night i called Toby and we schemed up some big plans for the next day.

Gym climber
squamish, b.c.
Apr 15, 2014 - 03:12pm PT
Great pictures Mikey ma boy, well except the one of micromarc duffersittin' in a tank top... Ouch

I would take the Satan Slit descent over that any day.

I had an awesome day on Sunday, after an acupuncture visit with Melissa Wheaton, Aislinn and I cruised to The Chief where I promtly sent the Stewamus LAyback, of the couch, first try with no pre-placed gear or any bouldering pads....

It was "heads up" to say the least.

Watched two teams on the take on The Grandwall: the first team had one leader leading every pitch AND carrying the pack. He styled through the sword crux and was looking solid up the final stretch, but couldn't hang on to the chains and took the ride, not once but twice.

The second party; a guy and gal with the guy leading everything except the Pillar. What I miss the most is that nice belay break between leading the Pillar and following the Sword, especially when there weather is as good as it was Sunday...

I have a couple pictures but the keep flipping sideways when I try to Upload them. Shoot.


Mike the suspense is killing me, What happened the next day?

Big Mike

Trad climber
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 15, 2014 - 05:13pm PT
What happened next? Only the biggest climbing day i've forced this incomplete paraplegic body to complete so far! Lol

After I got home from climbing on Wednesday I had a workout at the gym with my personal trainer who's been helping me train for my el cap ascent.

My left quad seized up on me halfway through the workout thanks to my limited intake of water.

I spent a couple hours in the pool and tub after to try and work it out. Knowing the hell i was planning to exert on it the next day.

Toby and I made plans to meet up for a Rambles/Banana Peel/Buttress/Face ascent at 9am.

In the morning he seemed dubious as to whether it would be dry enough to pull off this early season feat.

I assured him from the road that we would find a way. :)

We decided to pitch out Rambles into two pitches for a warm up. The weather was greybird as I cast off on the wet opening moves, but it looked as if it wanted to clear at some point.

I gained first pitch anchor fairly easily and decided to clip it with a shoulder length sling before heading up the diagonal.

Toby tried to warn me off, and i should have listened, but i assured him it would be fine. The diagonal was good until I got to the transfer point and had to step up onto the slab out of a mucky puddle.

I cleaned my shoes on my pant legs and put my right foot in the slot. It stuck, and i pulled up easily and danced around the runoff to the belay.

Toby followed quickly and dispatched the next pitch with ease and setup belay at the base of Banana Peel.

I followed the pitch quickly, especially after watching toby climb the crux, which i'd never had good beta on.

Toby had assumed that i would lead Banana Peel since i would be more likely to pull him off, but my lead head felt weird and i felt he could make better time.

I reasoned with him that i had more route experience therefore i was less likely to come off.

So he cast off on the first pitch, and when he reached the end of our shortened rope, I followed.

It was pretty cruisey until i got to the diagonal. I made the stiff moves near the bolt with ease and made my way right across the groove.

As i stepped up out of the groove, I unweighted my left foot a little too much and it started to skid. I stomped it back into the slab and stepped up onto my trusty right foot to get the heck out of there.

After that the focus was on and i was unstoppable. I gave toby a hip belay for the crux and he returned the favour.

I pretty much cruised the rest of it, but Toby told me later he'd had a little slip getting onto the slab after the notch.

We made good time to the top of the apron and decided that we would be able to continue on to the top and still make it down to pick up toby's kid on time from school.

Sorry no photos, just a whirlwind of climbing.

After a break for some water and a snack at the base of the buttress Toby linked the first two pitches and got us to here.

Toby at the second pitch belay on the Squamish Buttress

The view from the same belay

I led the next two pitches to the boulder and stacked the rope for a flip just in case Toby wanted to try the Buttress crux pitch. He declined, and we flipped the rope anyways so i could establish us at the base of the 10a buttface crux.

Everything went smooth till i unclipped the second bolt before i completed the move and botched the left foot, sending me for a rope stretcher into the gully. I was fine except for the scrapes on my arm and a couple cuts on my index finger.

When i got back up to the move, I had to clip into the bolt so i could rest before i had enough energy to pull the move. Lol

I was pretty happy though because this was really the only pitch i had any issue on the whole route.

The view from the base of the buttface chimney.

Toby was kind enough to take a few photos of me when we topped out.

Your's truly at the buttress summit.

Toby Foord Kelsey photo

I told him we had to summit first peak to consider it a Chief "Send" so we hoofed it up the slab and did a few unprotected slab moves off a tree to get to the summit.

Toby enjoying the summit views before we had to go rescue his son from school.

1st peak pano!

Big Mike on his first incomplete paraplegic Chief summit.

Toby Foord Kelsey photo

My quad that I mentioned earlier had been bugging me ever since we started the buttress, and it didn't get any better on the way down. Thankfully i was smart enough to bring lots of water this time as i still had some left.

After we rescued Toby's son, we went to campfire grill and enjoyed some tasty bbq!

When i got home, my left leg seized up on me, and my right leg decided to play along too.

Friday was a total write off. Lol

Mountain climber
The Deep Woods
Apr 15, 2014 - 05:33pm PT
Well dude, A lot of us subsidized your education Drew and still toil to make our tax deadlines and dream of a retirement. It regards time passing and the rewards of capitalizing VS, being an employee ...

Jim - I was referring to the fact that my buddy has the seven kids. That's the generation whose work is gonna get taxed to pay for your nursing home!

I just wonder what wages they will make to herd robots all day long.

Social climber
Apr 15, 2014 - 05:34pm PT

My left quad seized up on me halfway through the workout thanks to my limited intake of water.


Great TR Mike & Sandra is adorable..........as always.

And for buddy back up thread wanting to know where to hang at Squash, I totally agree with the laudits of the Bulletheads campground. It's also where you'll meet other climbers. SOunds like ya might wanna bring yer own bum wipe.......but I always carry bum wipe. Mountain money dontchya know. But anyway.........best those morning poos go into pit toilets or at the local TasteeFreeze or whatever it is these days that passes fer a warm toilet in town. The days of shittin' in the woods is over. Has been fer a while really.

Wages? What are wages unless yer in the military ........ :-D
Big Mike

Trad climber
Topic Author's Reply - Apr 15, 2014 - 06:59pm PT
Friday was rest day. I was supposed to have acu but my doc fell ill to food poisoning and i was forced to fend for myself. The day was spent stretching at home and at the pool to get my hurting body somewhat ready for a few pitches the following day.

Saturday Heather and I showed up at Pink Cliff after a rather leisurely start on my part, to find Ryan D enjoying himself.

I warmed up on a Pat in the Back 10a, a slab Nina and Kyle had put up and did ok apart from a couple hangs.

Then Heather put up a 5.9 redpoint Vertically Challenged which was ironic being she climbed it better than I and is significantly shorter. lol

Kyle went to go try Wankulator 10d but just couldn't put his trust in the opening rp.

So he put up Figernipper 10d instead, much to Nina's dismay.

Heather and I were looking for some shade for Khyber and a few more easy routes so we went down to Fern Gully 5.4 and she onsighted it laughing all the way. I climbed it in my approach shoes.

on the way down i Caught Nina on Rampage 5.9

Kyle soloed it to retrieve the anchor

Heather wanted to bail because it was her first day, and Nina had to go to work anyways so I was happy to peace out since my quad and calf were still bugging me from thursday's thrashing.

I wanted to save some juice for my Sunday wall adventure with Nick as well!
Jim Brennan

Trad climber
Apr 15, 2014 - 10:38pm PT
Drew, the more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm one of 6 kids who collectively, tried our best to drive our parents insane. (it was a highly successful mission)

As for who's taxes go towards supporting whom, it's all about the dosh in the kitty payed through faith, into a system that isn't necessarily obligated to make good on hurt feelings by contributors... The franchisee is naturally in a weak bargaining position VS. the franchiser, O Canada and all that withstanding.

As for stories on a BORING Tuesday night:

The mailbox spun in slow motion, tracking relentlessly to it's point of impact with the windshield of Don's Subaru.

A weekend prior, Serl and I had had a super fun trip up and down Forbidden Peak, passing everyone in the way. Mt. Johannesburg lurked on the other side of the valley, like a Johnny Cash song. "It was big and grey and bent and old, and I looked at it and my blood ran cold" to paraphrase... So we made a plan for the next weekend. What could go wrong ?

7 more days as the old song goes, we were crunching up the LONG snow gulley to the left and then rock climbing and scrambling the ever changing easy - not so easy ridge to the top. Here we kinda had a feeling the "climb" had just begun. It was Pacific NorthWest afternoon and we were already watching the deep green of sunset starting to fill the valley bottom.

Beckey's book said something about an obvious notch to descend into the backside and then easily find the pass that accessed the forest down to the logging road and where the car was parked. The problem was there was one obvious notch after another. So we chose one...

It's a good thing to carry crampons regardless of good intentions. The North Cascades offers a unique opportunity to practice French technique on 50 degree, grassy marmot meadows. The steep meadows ran out into shattered drainages. We did 5 raps, the last 2 involving chopping at choss to make a horn that would accept a rap sling. Eventually the labyrinth spewed us down to the true crossover notch.

Now it was getting dark. Don fled down the 3000' of bushwhacking with me trying to keep up with an old school Princeton headlamp that wasn't working. Hours later we waded the "creek" and trudged back up hill to Don's car. Then the party really got started.

Both of us were completely exhausted by the size and complexity of the climb but it was Sunday night and being duty bound robots to our jobs, we started driving back to Vancouver.

My turn at the wheel involved floating between the comfort of semi sleep and the occasional terror of awareness. For some reason autonomic function translated into reaction to a physical reality we were driving towards.

"TURN LEFT, NOW" ! rang like a bell through my now asleep cranium and reflexively, I did.

All Hell broke loose. I was now fully awake, watching a fence go over the wind shield, leading to the mailbox crashing into us. I ground to a stop and it was only then we realized that what I had turned away from was a telephone pole that we clipped. There was wood stuffed into the joint between the front tire and it's wheel. There was wood from the pole, stuffed into the gap between the passenger door and the front fender.

All I felt was guilt that I could have killed Don, asleep in the back.

The farmer who's front yard we'd destroyed was a very gracious man. He told us this sort of thing happened once or twice a year and offered us his vacation trailer as a place to spend the night.

In the morning he made us coffee and wished us good luck going over the border. He wouldn't accept a dime for the damages we caused. The border guard at 6 in the morning just looked at us and the vehicle, then looked out at the sky and said: "Sound's good... Have a nice trip home...!

Trad climber
Apr 15, 2014 - 10:52pm PT
Nice Mike! Glad you are coming along through the difficulties.

Apr 15, 2014 - 11:36pm PT
Lots of good stuff here. Great shots Mike, I like the one of Nina on Rampage. Such a great backdrop.

I just did my first buttface of the year yesterday too. So nice to be up there!

Rowdy tale Jim B! Sounds like u boys had horseshoes firmly in place. Yikes!

Speaking of camping maybe there won't be a need for organized cleanup on the stawamus in the future.

It’s one of Squamish’s worst-kept secrets, John Harvey says.
For more than 40 years, climbers have pitched their tents on the 10-acre piece of Crown land off Centennial Way. Now, the founder of the Mamquam River Access Society wants to legitimize the illegal camping with the creation of a not-for-profit campground.
“Fifteen years down the road, we would have a revenue stream,” Harvey said, noting that money can in turn be poured into outdoor recreational resources.
The long-term vision for the former Hasting’s Landscape Supply property is to secure a 25-year provincial lease on the lot. The area also needs to be rezoned by the District of Squamish from its industrial use to green corridor to pave way for the campground. Once the paperwork is in place, Harvey estimates it will cost $50,000 to remove wood waste currently on the property and an additional $50,000 to install 45 individual, private campsites.
“The support I have seen for this project is huge,” Harvey said.
The Squamish Access Society, Squamish Paddling Club, Squamish Off-Road Cycling Association and Squamish Windsports Society all back the idea. The facility will address the community’s need for more camping, access society vice-president Charlie Harrison said. Stawamus Chief Provincial Park campground is regularly fully booked and the district-run campsite beside the Brennan Park Recreation Centre is uninviting, Harrison said. As a result, adventurers end up illegally camping in the Squamish Estuary and along the Stawamus and Mamquam rivers.
“We are definitely in support of any new camping,” he said.
Down the road, the community needs to look at filling the gap for cheap camping. Harvey estimates the Mamquam River lots will run at $8 per night, which quickly eats into one’s wallet when staying at a site for the climbing season, Harrison said, noting climbing hot spot Bishop, Calif., offers $2 campsites in an effort to discourage illegal setups.


Apr 15, 2014 - 11:50pm PT
the district-run campsite beside the Brennan Park Recreation Centre is uninviting

A long way from where I started
Apr 15, 2014 - 11:53pm PT
Both of us were completely exhausted by the size and complexity of the climb but it was Sunday night and being duty bound robots to our jobs, we started driving back to Vancouver.

There is no shortage of Vancouver climbers who said to Mr. Serl: "It's pitch dark and we're gonna die if we keep going. Let's just bivi and finish the descent in the morning."

You got the "I've got to be at work in the morning" line. What I got was "Bivi? Here? Why would I spend the night shivering on the ground here when I've got a comfortable bed at home?"

Oh yeah. Out with the Serl again.
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