| A legend on Lindsey
I noticed the name 'Nolan' written on the TH registry - I didn't recognize the name. On most any other day I would feel a gently sense of disappointment at not being the first to hit the trail, but on this morning I took comfort knowing that my friend Erik and I would not be alone on the mountain.
There has always been something about Mt. Lindsey that has made me uneasy. I would equate the feeling to that of a little kid being apprehensive about going into the cellar. Of course, there is nothing down there that will harm you, but it still gives you the creepy crawlies. The fact that 4-8 inches of snow had fallen the night prior only heightened my apprehensiveness.
Once we came out of the first patch of forest we were greeted with the following view.
About a half hour up the trail we met Ken Nolan. We didn't know who he was at the time. We chatted briefly and exchanged pleasantries before heading past. Roughly 20 minutes later Erik and I stopped for water, and Ken caught up with us. The three of us climbed together from here. During the climb, Ken told us he had finished all the 14ers, 13ers, 12ers, and 11ers in Colorado! Incredible! He also said he'd climbed all the 46ers in NY and countless other peaks around the world. I wish I had fully understood who I was climbing with on this day-picked his brain a little more, and gotten a decent photo of him. At any rate, it was an absolute pleasure to meet him and climb with him. We talked about everything from climbing days past to the inevitable firing of Dan Hawkins. I wish Ken luck on his qwest of chipping away at the "grid"...and thank him for all the good stories he shared!
Our first view of Mt Lindsey.
The beginning of the traverse over to the base of the gully.
A look up the lower portion of the gully.
Ken leading the way on the upper reaches of the mountain.
Erik on the summit ridge.
Life is good up here!
Which way were we going again?
Ken was a beacon of light all day. Here he is approaching the summit
We only stayed on top for 10 minutes or so. Here, Ken is reaching for his camera while Erik wonders what the hell he is doing here.
Two idiots not fully understanding the mountaineering legend who was now snapping their photo.
Once again, Ken leading the way, this time down the mountain
The traverse back to the ridgeline.
The Aspen leaves have gone from green to gold to gone. Snow and cold now dominate the high country.
Mt Lindsey was a tough climb in these conditions, but then again that first windy/snowy day is always tough after a summer of 'having it good'. It is time once again to harden up for Old Man Winter, bust out our skis & snowshoes, our 4 season tents, and grow thicker beards.
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