| Longs Peak via Dovetail
My name is Ben Pettus, and in August of 1975 John Cox and I climbed Longs Peak, via the Dovetail. Our pictures were taken on 110 slides and I just recently had them converted to digital. In addition, I just returned to Longs Peak (Aug 2009) and climbed the Loft Route with my son and cousin. I am posting a trip report on that climb, so I decided to post one on the 1975 climb also.
John and I both grew up in Flat River MO, south of St. Louis, and did a lot of rock climbing there so we decided to try out the real thing one summer during college. We took 3 weeks in Aug 1975 and climbed Longs Peak, then went up to the Tetons and climbed Grand Teton, Mt. Owen, Mt. Teewinot and Baxter's Pinnacle. All technical climbs.
For Longs Peak, we hiked up to the Boulder Field and camped one night, climbed the next day, stayed again that night on the Boulder Field and then hiked back down the next day.
This is John getting gear ready in the parking lot at the trailhead, note John's 1973 Chevy Vega – the perfect car for our trip!
This is me crossing a bridge on the trail up – which is still there today, but now they have added a handrail and another section, behind where I am standing.
This is a picture I just took in Aug 2009 with our 1975 route indicated by the yellow line. There are actually 2 Dovetail Routes – Left Dovetail and Right Dovetail. I think we were on Left Dovetail, however, it was very difficult to determine where the route actually was when we were on the mountain. At one point we got into an area that required Direct Aid and according to our route directions that shouldn't have happened, so we were obviously off the route in that spot. It‘s amazing that 34 years later, the Dove snowfiled looks the same today as it did back then.
This is our first pitch, coming up to the Dovetail. John was belaying me from the rock outcrop that you can see in the route photo.
This shot is taken looking up at John during the same pitch as the previous photo.
This is John crossing over the Dove snowfield toward the spot we got on the rock to go up.
John is on a ledge where we took a little break and had a snack.
Here I'm sitting on a ledge belaying John, who is directly above me. You can just make out my arms in my orange sweater. You can also very clearly see the Dove snowfield directly beneath us.
This picture was taken by me from about the same place as the previous photo looking up at John, who is standing directly above me, about 25' up.
This shot is looking out at the Boulder Field. We were starting to get pretty high up at this point.
This picture is taken from that same level as the previous shot and was a particularly hard area to advance. We were here for quite a while because there was a sheer wall on the left and the ledge to the right was completely covered with ice and a lot steeper than it looks in this picture. John climbed up the snow along the wall all the way to the corner and then traversed to the right along the wall above him in this picture. This was a pretty dangerous spot, as John wasn't able to place much protection. I was belaying him from the spot that the picture was taken.
This section is where we had to use Direct Aid because there were no holds. This area was just above and to the right of the icy ledge in the previous picture. A storm began to blow in during this portion of the climb and The next 2 pictures show the clouds coming in. It rained, hailed and snowed. We were in an area that was well protected and we waited it out, which fortunately wasn't that long.
Here is John taking a break on the ridge, almost to the summit and the clouds had lifted by then and it didn't rain anymore.
This is me taking a break before going to the summit, with a cool rainbow in the background.
Here is me on the summit; and John on the summit.
Unfortunately, it took us a lot longer than expected to get to the summit and we stayed up there too long also. We underestimated how long it would take to get back to our base camp at the Boulder Field, via the Keyhole Route, and how difficult it would be. We wound up descending most of the Keyhole Route in the dark, with only a pin light for finding the bulls eyes painted on the rocks. We finally got back to our tent at about 2:00 AM. Not smart – but we didn't panic, we cautiously plodded along and made it back without incident.
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