Our group of 11 just got down from Whitney Trail last night. We stayed at trail camp and summitted on Friday. The conditions were rough. We had crampons and ice axes and got to use them, a lot. I will up load pictures and video later today to help better describe what we saw. See some pictures
here. We left out of Trail Camp a little late around 6:30 a.m. The cables were icy but passable. We often scrabbled over rocks to avoid as must snow and ice as possible, some was unavoidable. The top of the chute was sketchy and ice axes and crampons made it fairly easy.
It snowed 3 inches on us between Trail Crest and the summit. Visibility was only 50 feet so the view from the top was less than spectacular. In the blowing snow we actually could hear the people at the summit before we could see the cabin.
Because the conditions were worsening, we only stayed long enough for a quick picture and celebratory tear or two from my wife.
Very Sweet. The path completely disappeared as it snowed 3 more inches on the way back to trail crest. It was white, wet, and slippery.
At
trail crest , we found the path across the top of the chute all but disappeared. There was a backlog of hikers without crampons and axes just standing there in the snow. It was obviously that there was a coin's flip chance a hiker would slide off the mountain with just hiking shoes and poles.
Our group actually roped up and helped our wives across and then began ferrying equipment back and forth to get some of the other hikers across the chute.
It is amazing how grateful people are for a little help at 13500 feet in a snow storm.
After a dozen or so trips back and forth, most of our group headed down the 97 switchbacks. My two brothers-in-law, Ryan and Michael lead the train of 15-20 hikers down the mountain. I guess they looked like a very slow moving train waiting for the track to be laid. - Ryan carefully cutting our foot holds and paths through the new snow and ice.
I left my wife in the charge of Michael and stayed at the chute to wait with an extra pair of crampons for my other brother-in-law Matt who needed them. As I waited the conditions improved slightly and I helped a couple more groups across.
As I was helping husband and wife couple across, Christine, the wife, slipped. Without an axe to arrest herself she began careening down the 1000 ft chute on her back - head first. Her husband and I shouted for her to spread out her arms hoping to avoid her tumbling and to right herself. Amazingly she heard us and because of the new snow was able to stop herself 150-200 feet down the mountain. She was lying sideways and terrified.
Her husband was calm and collected for a guy who just saw his wife fall off the mountain. I left my crampons with him and told him to wait for Matt and glissaded down to her.
Now I'm sure that BobR or some of you other semi-pros would make fun on my technique. I have only glissaded a couple times before and never a semi-rescue. I understand how to self arrest but that’s about it. So I kind of made it up as I went along. I tied off to Christine with my 25 ft rope and calmed her down a bit. I did a quick evaluation and she seemed to be not hurt except for a small cut on her hand.
Although Christine was very brave, talking her into sliding down -on purpose- took a little coaxing. With me and my ice axe as a break, she could slide and I could stop her. It took about 15 minutes to slowly make our way down. It took a lot of effort and proper technique to slow down in some spots.
Christine’s husband Mario, meanwhile, used the crampons left him and stayed there for a couple of hours helping people across. Very cool. I bet his words of caution to other hikers was convincing. “Ya, be careful in this spot, this is where my wife FELL OFF THE MOUNTAIN.”
Christine and I carefully walked back to trail camp to wait for our groups to slowly make their way down the snow/ice/slush covered switchbacks.
Everyone made it down safe in our groups. We even took a few
pictures at the bottom. After talking more with Christine and her group, we found out that they had ice axes and crampons – but left them in the car because someone at the bottom said they probably wouldn’t need them.
Many new hikers arrived up to trail camp that night without ice axes and crampons. I actually sold my crampons to a guy - could have sold 20 pair.
That night it snowed a bit at trail camp, nothing much and was gone pretty quickly. We headed back down and managed the couple snow crossings with ease. (5 hours of practice the day before). Overall it was a great time on Whitney, but we all feel blessed no one was hurt or worse.