This spring was rough. There were too many planned climbing trips that got cancelled last minute because of weather to count. So when there was a weather window I did everything I could to make sure I got out. Ryan and I were originally going to hike in and climb Grand Gulch Spire but the forecast was for 100+ degree days in the desert. So instead, we decided on a more alpine objective. We left the trail head for the Popes Nose in the late afternoon. We made good time and 13 miles later were at our little campsite just before dark. It was fun to hike past Flag Mountain Falls again. The last time I had been up that direction was when Eric and I climbed it in the spring of 2014.
Ryan following low on the route.
The next morning we got an early start and started up the Central Buttress. We were climbing the last pitch to the summit when the sun finally swung around and started to cook the Central Buttress.
Luckily the heinous descent gully turned out to be pretty mellow. By the time we got back to Flint creek the icy waters from the night before had transformed into nothing more than refreshing.
Crossing Flint Creek
The last few miles of the hike out were nothing short of brutal. Between 26 miles of hiking and 1000' of climbing our feet were beat! Flip flops have never felt better!