However, this route is not for the fledgling 5.7-5.8 alpine trad leader. You should have your alpine skills pretty dialed, including routefinding and comfort with runouts. I found the climb overall to be much harder than the Regular Route on Fairview Dome, and much more committing, even though the technical crux was easier on Charlotte.
May 27, 2012
As a last minute Memorial weekend "Plan B" climb, Scott Berry and I seized an opportunity to climb together and experience a route that we both had at the top of our lists: The South Face of Charlotte Dome (III, 5.8, 12P). This "50 Classic Climb" turned out to be a stellar outing, with pitch after pitch of immaculate rock, varied climbing features and ever increasing exposure. Scott & I managed to extend & link pitches such that we brought it down to 9 LONG pitches.
We waited until after the Saturday snow storm had passed before heading up late Saturday night-err Sunday morning? This snow storm did leave the route in rather unique conditions for us as the Furrows were shedding ice all day. This was trivial lower down where the chunks had a chance to shatter into small bits, but closer to the headwall, one was aware of climbing through a firing range! We hurried through that part to get under the cover of the steeper headwall.
It turns out my friends Chris Terry & Dominique & their friends also had plans to climb the route, and we ran into them at the base and climbed it as 3 teams of 2. They let us go ahead of them with the idea that we could do the routefinding work. This worked out well, though some of the belay anchors got a little crowded.
Charlotte Dome seen from the approach slabs. From here we could see there was still some snow and ice in the cracks and furrows high on the face. Route topo shows how we pitched out the route (yellow dots) vs. SuperTopo (gray dots)
First sighting of Charlotte Dome at the Charlotte Creek-Bubbs Creek junction.
Fresh dusting of snow on West Vidette.
Farquhar & an intriguing big-ish wall.
Nearing the base of the route.
Nearing the start of the climb (by Scott Berry).
Start of Pitch 1. Climb to that little tree on easy ground. You really could simul-climb the first 2-3 pitches.
Chris lost her helmet in the river. This was my solution, courtesy of my pack hood. Despite the rave fashion show reviews, Chris declined to use my idea on the route.
Cindy and Scott getting serious atop P1.
Pitch 2 scrambling.
Pitch 2 scrambling, with fresh icicles.
The rest of the party arriving at the P2 belay.
Scott leading off into slab land on P3. Pro was sparse, but the climbing was very easy & secure.
Looking up P4. The runout traverse was pretty easy, just watch out for the dribbling water!
P4 5.5 chimney. There be ice in them thar cracks.
P5 5.7 corner.
Party at the P3 belay.
Brewer, North Guard, and Farquhar.
West Vidette, Mt Stanford & Mt Ericsson.
Pitch 6, The Slot Pitch (5.8). This was supposed to be the crux, and had interesting mixed face, stemming & crack climbing.
P6, straightforward crack above the slot. Sustained 5.7.
Pitch 7 traverse. Very easy, but make sure to go far enough to access the hidden 5.6 crack. It's very exposed and very hidden.
The wide corner of P8 looms above (5.8).
Weeping furrows. Watch out for the falling ice!
Starting out on P8 (by Scott Berry).
P8 wide crack. This went on for over 100' (5.8). SuperTopo was spot on that it was more awkward than hard. Bring your #3 & #4 Camalots for this pitch.
Deeper inside the P8 wide crack
Scott nearing the end of P8.
The runout Pitch 9 (5.7R). I placed 1 #2 camalot in a flaring crack 3' above the anchor, then had to climb 40' on sloping hand & footholds to the first piece of pro, somewhere up and left. Don't get lost!
Pitch 9, looking back at the belay from my first piece of pro. I don't like face & slab climbing, so this was spooky!
Leading runout P9 (by Scott Berry).
Pitch 9, getting higher. Not as hard, but plenty of smaller runouts and questionable gear. 4 of my nuts popped out from rope drag. All of my cams held and I was happy to have C3s to use.
Nearing the end of P9. Well, at least the end of my rack and rope. No anchor-worthy cracks in sight, so I climbed into the furrows hoping to find a spot to belay.
Climbing the furrows on P10. No cracks! Although the climbing was very steep, at least it was very solid & easy, like climbing a ladder or jungle gym. I got one piece of pro, a tied off horn, before stepping left around a corner to a ledge with an anchor-worthy crack.
Salvation! I anchored here, and Scott continued up this wide corner and back into the furrows as our P10.
Looking down P9. Getting crowded at the P8 belay!
Looking down P9. Cindy ran low on small gear, and based on my reports of not finding an anchor, she stopped short on the pitch where an anchor could be made. She's climbing the last half of the pitch just as Chris Terry is reaching their anchor that is at about mid-pitch.
Mt Ericsson & Ericsson Crags (by Scott Berry).
North Guard (by Scott Berry).
Bubbs Creek area, with Brewer, North Guard, and Mt Farquhar in the distance.
Getting a little cold in the shade (by Scott Berry).
Scott leading P10 to the left of the furrows before crossing back into them.
P10-P11 furrows (5.7).
At the big ledge, looking at P12 (5.7), the last pitch. I went far right and then back left, though there seemed to be many ways to go.
Topping out on the summit ridge.
Charlotte Dome summit block. Pretty cool spot!
Window view from the summit ridge.
Scott following up the summit ridge.
Summit shot in the clouds (by Scott Berry).
A "glory" (halo) and "broken spectre" (shadow) atop Charlotte Dome. Scott & I are the spectres!
We were having a good an relaxed enough time on the summit that we decided to wait for the others to have a social hike down with them. We thought they were right behind us on the final pitches . . .
Ridges north of Charlotte Dome.
Ridges north of Charlotte Dome.
Sunset on Brewer, North Guard & Farquhar.
Cindy got to us just before dark. Apparently some of the clustering on the slab pitch slowed them up a lot, as well as just slowing down as the day wore on. Chris and Dominique still hadn't summitted by sunset. We eventually managed to get into contact with them, about a pitch below, and after giving some assistance (I lowered Cindy down on rope), we were all on the summit at midnight.
We picked our way down the exposed 4th class ridge. The weather had cleared up, but it was pitch black, making the routefinding difficult. I was going into auto-pilot mode as I hadn't gotten much sleep that week and was now pushing nearly 39 hours with virtually no sleep since Friday morning (I think my brain decided to clock out at about midnight as I had been expecting to be asleep by then!).
We reached a spot where the ridge seemed to cliff out, just about 100' short of the saddle, and as I was investigating a reasonable way around the impasse, the others decided we were close enough to the gully that maybe we could rappel into it. Normally I would have been very resistant to this idea as I don't like to rappel unless it is absolutely necessary (It usually is not the quick and guaranteed escape that many people tend to think it is). But I was so tired, I just followed along. So Scott offers to take the blame for this one while I was mentally AWOL :-P (Actually, Scott only offers 95% responsibility. Some of the others offered various percentages as well for themselves, and naturally my passiveness with the rappel factored in to things. How shall we proportion responsibility among 6 people? . . . eh, let's just say it was one big cluster that led to the bivy).
One rappel led to another, which led to another, which led to another, which led to another, and then the rope didn't reach any more anchors. Hmmm . . .
We were at a small, sloping ledge beside a tree, the weather was nice, and we only had a few more hours until sunrise by now anyways, so we decided to bivy and work out how to get down in the morning when we could see better.
I was nice and comfy sleeping inside my backpack while hanging on a gear anchor and managed to get a good amount of snoozing (I was last down on the rappel and there was not enough space for me by the tree). The others huddled in a pile under a single space blanket beside a tree. Unfortunately they couldn't fall asleep while I was able to. Fortunately, I was far enough away that they couldn't take out any frustrations on me and my snoring :-)
Waiting to rappel from the bivy tree. Ugh. (by Scott Berry).
The next morning we could see better, and with 3 ropes tied together we were able to span the remaining slabs to get off. Some of the others learned how to pass knots on this rappel, and we left a large enough sling loop on the tree for the knot to pull through.
We regrouped, had a nice breakfast together, and stumbled back down to Bubbs Creek to a welcomed a nap and some IPAs that the others had left chilled in the river. It was a great way to end the trip!
Charlotte Dome descent. Yeah . . . we messed this up in the dark.
Dome-lett north of Charlotte Dome.
Dome-lett north of Charlotte Dome.
Charlotte Dome seen from the east.
Charlotte Dome and dome-lett seen on the descent.