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Climbing Broken Top
September 21, 1996

In the low Willamette Valley of western Oregon the weather in September is normally a delightfully cool, sunny time of year, but in the high elevations of the Cascade mountains things can be very different. The first snows of winter fell in the mountains on September 17th, less than a week before our planned attempt to climb Broken Top.

We were packing full climbing gear as we started out from the Sparks Lake trail head at 7:00 a.m. Saturday morning. The temperature was 30 degrees in the predawn stillness as we set a steady pace up the four mile 1000 foot gain pitch to Green Lakes. The chill morning air was frequently punctuated by roaring water falls along Fall Creek which the trail follows. Emerging from deep forests, the trail continues along the eastern margin of a fifty foot high moraine field scraped off South Sister by prehistoric glaciers.

From the Green Lakes plateau our route turned east onto Broken Top's lower slopes. Soon we were above timber line when the scenery turned into a magical slope strewn with fantastically shaped bolders. The angle steepened and we soon arrived at the saddle on the northwest ridge. The ice driven wind signalled the time to fully gear up.

Finding a rocky shelter from the wind, we put on additional pile jackets, shells top and bottom, gaiters, and harnesses. With ice axes in hand we started up the steep ridge leading toward the summit. The snow on the north side of the ridge was frozen and pure, untouched by any human foot prints. I "kicked steps" into the slope creating a stair case for my partner and a handfull of climbers who followed like ants far below us. Our course crossed first snow, then shattered slate piles, then forced us to climb verticle blocks before returning to glistening snow fields. And all the while the angle steepened as the pinnacle drew nearer.

The Three Sisters
At one point we were forced to half crawl, half scramble with the aid of our ice axes up the steepest snow slope, and after we climbed another large stone block we stood at the base of a fifteen foot stone wall crusted over with ice and snow crystals. This was the final obstacle between us and the summit just 65 feet higher, but it was an insurmountable barrier. Exhausted, we could go no higher this trip. The amazing view from this wind blasted ledge at 9,110 feet would be reward enough for our efforts. We took picture and absorbed nature's grand view of the Three Sisters towering now cloud capped just miles away. The ominous grey billows of another approaching front was motivation enough to start our descent back down from the heavens, back to the domain of normal human endeavor in the world below.

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