March 20th, 2005
“Oh sh!t, the alarm clock didn’t go off, it’s 6:15 a.m. get up”, Amy announced. This was one of the worst wake-up calls I have received in quite awhile. I was supposed to meet the 14erworld gang at Bear Lake at 6:30 a.m. for our hike of Hallett Peak and Flattop Mountain. There was no way that was going to happen, so I called Chris on his cell phone and told him not to wait for me, that I would catch them on the trail if I could. I quickly got dressed, grabbed some breakfast to eat in the car, and was out the door to Estes Park around 6:30 a.m. I think I set a new speed record from Boulder to Estes Park and found myself at Bear Lake just after 7:30 a.m. I quickly loaded my pack and hit the trail towards the lake.
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“Oh sh!t, the alarm clock didn’t go off, it’s 6:15 a.m. get up”, Amy announced. This was one of the worst wake-up calls I have received in quite awhile. I was supposed to meet the 14erworld gang at Bear Lake at 6:30 a.m. for our hike of Hallett Peak and Flattop Mountain. There was no way that was going to happen, so I called Chris on his cell phone and told him not to wait for me, that I would catch them on the trail if I could. I quickly got dressed, grabbed some breakfast to eat in the car, and was out the door to Estes Park around 6:30 a.m. I think I set a new speed record from Boulder to Estes Park and found myself at Bear Lake just after 7:30 a.m. I quickly loaded my pack and hit the trail towards the lake.
There were snowshoe trails going in every direction and several just led me back to the lake. I finally found the main trail towards Flattop Mountain and set a pretty decent pace up the slopes. A light snow was falling straight down, giving a serene mood to the forest. My pace was causing me to overheat so I had to stop and remove my mid-layer. A hiker from Longmont started around the same time as me and we kept leap-frogging each other as the trail began to switchback through the forest. I noticed patches of red snow every now and then, either somebody was bleeding, or that Junda guy was handing out Jolly Ranchers again. I was pretty sure it was the latter. Near tree line I began post-holing in the snow so I stopped to put on my snowshoes. As I put on my snowshoes I heard voices higher up the trail, so I quickly resumed hiking, sure that the voices must be Chris and the rest of the 14erworld gang. After about 10 minutes I found the voices I had heard, two younger guys that weren’t part of the group. Disappointed, I continued up the now steeper slope as it started to break out of tree line.
After continuing for about 20 minutes above tree line, I could see a large party of hikers higher up the slopes, this had to be the 14erworld gang. Sure enough, the whole gang was here today consisting of Steve, Terri, Dwight, Kurt, Piper, Jon, and the Blues Brothers themselves, Chris and Jerry. I was glad I had caught up and could now hike at a more reasonable pace. Traversing the long slope below Flattop Mountain the wind picked up substantially and we all had to put on our warmer layers, goggles etc. With our combat gear on, we were now prepared to do battle with the wind and snow. The gang became strung out and from time to time we had to stop to keep everybody in sight.
As we approached the final slope to the summit of Flattop Mountain, the wind kicked up another notch, and visibility decreased dramatically. Between gusts of wind we were able to spot a monster cornice along the south side of the summit ridge that we definitely wanted to avoid. With my face buried as deeply into my shell as I got could get it, I plodded along to the summit where we arrived around 11 a.m. We all made sure to touch the highest rock and Kurt stood on top for a summit photo.
As we waited for Jerry and Chris to reach the summit we discussed continuing on Hallett Peak. I wasn’t totally excited to continue onward, since in the near whiteout conditions, we weren’t even sure where Hallett Peak was. Most of the group wasn’t interested, but I told Dwight if he wanted to continue to Hallett, I would go with him. We both had GPS and had saved waypoints for Hallett’s summit, so we were fairly confident we would be ok. Dwight was able to bride Piper into coming as well by loaning her a pair of goggles, so the three of us set off for Hallett Peak.
We scoured the flat expanse of Flattop Mountain looking for cairns or any indication of the route to Hallett Peak. When we found a sign for the Tyndall Glacier, which lies between Flattop and Hallett, we knew we were on the right track. We spotted the solo hiker from Longmont descending a slope to the east of us, so we proceeded in that direction. After talking with him, we decided to stash the snowshoes since he told us they weren’t necessary for the summit. We propped them up in a snowbank so they would be easier to spot and also stored their location as a waypoint just to be safe. Hopping up the 400 vertical feet to Hallett Peak’s summit went quickly and we found ourselves on the summit in short order. While we took a break on the summit, the weather improved enough to give us a view that was hidden most of the morning.
After about 20 minutes we proceeded back down towards Flattop Mountain. We didn’t have any trouble finding our snowshoes and decided to just to carry them and see how the descent went. The snow was firm enough that the snowshoes weren’t needed and we made quick time back to Flattop Mountain. Hallett Peak was even visible now from the summit of Flattop.
We all chatted away making the descent go pretty quickly. After we dropped enough elevation to get out of the wind, we could finally remove some layers and enjoy the sun that decided to make a late-day appearance. Longs Peak dominated the views to the south.
We had a slightly problematic slope near tree line where post-holing was a problem. Piper and I decided just to deal with it and leave on snowshoes on our pack, while Dwight was the smart one who decided to stop and put his on. Once below tree line, we were back on the firm trail and made a quick descent down to Bear Lake. I was glad I was able to get some pictures of Hallett Peak since it was hidden in the clouds earlier in the morning.
We arrived back at the parking lot just after 3 p.m. bringing my roundtrip hiking time to about 7.5 hours. On my way out of the park, I stopped to take some pictures of the elk before making my way back to Boulder. I should visit Rocky Mountain National Park more often, there is no ski traffic to contend with. It was great to meet some new people from 14erworld as well as hike with some familiar faces again. I was half tempted to stay in my nice, warm bed when Amy woke me up this morning, I’m glad I didn’t.