Monday, June 26, 2017

South Ridge of the Dent Blanche (July 2015)

This climb was the conclusion and highlight of my guided trip in the Swiss Alps. Not overly technical, but certainly an exciting route,  it follows a beautiful ridge from the Cabin de Dent Blanche all the way to the peak, mixing fun scrambling with some easy rock-climbing and snowy sections. The immense exposure of the Alps certainly adds a layer to routes like this!


I climbed in a group with Tammy and our guide, the magnificent Andy Cheesedale. I couldn't have asked for a better pair to climb with, and the route when incredibly smoothly. When Tammy tired near the top, Andy eased the mood with some gibberish about puffins (puffin... geddit...) and before we knew it we were sitting on the peak.



We decided to continue past the hut and down into the valley on the way down. This made for an extremely long day of approximately 15+ hours of moving, and resulted in sore legs all round. We stopped for a dip in a glacial pool on the way down. The coldness of the water was absolutely numbing, and I bravely managed to endure it for all of a few seconds. 

We enjoyed a bottle of champagne that night, and sitting around chatting and listening to music with Mr Dawid and Tammy was a wonderful way to finish the day.

GPS track below.

https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/863825566

Yake-dake with Senor Sagara (April 2015)

With strong legs from a solid winter of snowboarding and plenty of energy for exploring my rapidly expanding world of the mountains of Japan, I set out with Sagara-san and Ogawa-san for Yake-dake. Yake (not to be confused with the mountain of the same name in Myoko, or any number of other burning mountains in Japan) sits above the famous alpine valley of Kamikochi, and is seen by many as the Southern outpost of the Kita Alps. 

We climbed  from nearby to the small onsen resort of Nakanoyu, which is on the windy mountain pass that is now bypassed by the Abe-toge tunnel. The climbing up the back side of Yake was steep and scrubby, and I felt the limitations of my split-board were close. We rounded a ridge to the front side of the mountain, and continued up a snow slope to the peak area. After skiing a small line down, we climbed to another section of the peak, then dropped in to what is probably among the steeper slopes I have been on.

It was probably 45 degrees and broken up, making for relatively conservative safety turns in between side slipping. This was probably a good warm up for the nervousness of the ski out. We followed a massive gully back down into the Kamikochi Valley, with rocks and debris rattling down from above as we skied. In hindsight not an exit I would want to repeat in the boiling hot afternoon sun.

GPS track below.

https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/782977100

The ticking of Tohoku (April 2017)

Tohoku had been on the to do list since my last Japan season two years back. It offers a range of nicely shaped mountains, a deep snow pack aided by slightly colder temperatures than Myoko, and still appears to be off the well trodden Japan ski tourism trail. The original aim had been a winter trip, using several resorts Eric and I had scouted as a base for powder play. Weather did not comply however, and it was not until Spring this year that the opportunity came up.

Jimmy and Jana were also keen to have some time out of Myoko, so plans were made for a car based trip. I had the relative luxury of a van to myself, whilst they coped impressively with sharing a small hatchback together. On our first day we drove north, making a brief stop in Niigata City for supplies. I picked up maps of a range of mountains, and from there decided to aim for the Iide range. I had previously visited this area in Autumn, and it still remains one of the most beautiful mountain areas I have visited in Japan. Unknown to us though, the access road does not open until late May, and so we only made it as far as the entry gate before deciding to call it a night. We woke to rain, and decided that Iide was not to be.

Instead we headed further North to Gassan, a mountain renowned for running its ski lifts until well into July. Weather was reasonable at the car park, but it was clear that the mountain itself was socked in. Nevertheless, we bought our lift tickets and decided to climb. The route itself is relatively straightforward, although the surrounding terrain has plenty of challenges. Poor route choice meant we found ourselves in some of these areas.



Out first mistake was to take an incorrect left trending ridge, that soon become very narrow and exposed. We turned back, followed the correct route, and were soon at the top. Throughout this period visibility was as low as 5-10m at times. Coming off the peak, we somehow managed to take a gully slightly right of where we wanted to be. A few turns in low visibility, and we found ourselves on firm 35-40 degree snow. Realising our mistake we gingerly worked our way further left, but were met with a small wall of snow that was probably beyond the equipment we had at hand (I had stupidly suggested leaving crampons and ice-axe in the car given the simplicity of the route). We managed to re-climb the 70m or so to where we had gone wrong, thankful to have gotten away with a pretty dangerous mistake.

From Gassan we continued North to Tazawako. We looked at Akita-Komagatake, a well featured mountain above Tazawako ski resort, but decided instead to continue up to Iwate. Iwate is a beautiful mountain near to Morioka, and from the right aspect it shares the same sweeping slopes as Fuji. We climbed an Easterly slope from Yakihashiri trailhead. Unfortunately the lower slopes were snow free, and so we had an hour and a half of walking before reaching snow. Skinning was challenging in the small trees and patchy snow, until we reached the tree line. From there we were presented with an impressive and slightly intimidating view up a steepening snow slope free of trees. We initially skinned but switched to boot crampons half way up given the firm snow.


We had started late after Jimmy slept in, and as we climbed higher he began to slow down, uncomfortable with the slightly tricky conditions (35+ degrees, rocky in places, hard snow). I was a little impatient, and in the end struck out on my own, quickly gaining the summit. Jimmy decided to call it a day slightly below the peak, and I soon hiked back down to him. Skiing was excellent down the 1000m of open slopes to the tree line. Jimmy rode with an axe, but I felt relatively comfortable given the good snow quality.


From Iwate, we made the short skip across to Hachimantai, and had an easy days touring in the pleasant terrain there. We came across many fresh bear tracks while skiing, suggesting caution is worthwhile in this area. From Hachimantai we continued North, stopping in small towns to enjoy local food, culture and the blossoming cherry trees.



Next on the list was Iwaki-san, another beautiful volcanic mountain that holds good snow late in the season. The mountain road and summit chairlift were not yet open, so we had a long, relatively straightforward skin to the bottom of the summit lift. This lift is built for summer hiking, but does get used by skiers for access in late Spring. We cramponed up the lift line, and then made our way up through a rocky path to the summit. By this stage clear weather had shifted to clouds, making the initial drop in more nervous than it should have been. Eventually though we worked to below the clouds, finding ourselves on lovely open slopes above one of the local ski resorts.
After Iwaki we headed North East to Hakkoda. This area is a very famous backcountry destination in Japan. Although the weather can be harsh in Winter, the layout of the mountains is very nice. Small peaks linked by undulating terrain, with a road sweeping around the peaks. We toured from above Sukayu-onsen, climbing Oodake and skiing nice snow back down again. The very old onsen at Sukayu was a wonderful end to the day.

The final peak on our Tohoku list was Chokaizan. Chokaizan is a massive volcano on the Yamagata and Akita borders, and sits right on the West Coast of Japan. We arrived for the opening of Haraigawa Hut, a facility that is free to use when unmanned, and relatively cheap otherwise (~1000yen pp). We made full use of the gas, small library and clean, guest house like rooms. A few older Japanese mountain climber types were also staying, and the initial entertainment they provided soon subsided as they got progressively more liquored up and ate increasing portions of our cheese.


We woke at 3am with plans for a sunrise hike to the peak. The winds had strengthened overnight, and Jimmy decided to stay behind on account of this. I felt lonely and small climbing in the dark, but did have the boucing headlights of two other skiers in front for some comfort. The snow was very hard, and strong winds did make the going challenging. Still, I made the top on skins. The sunrise and soft light as I neared the top was one of the most exquisite sights I have ever seen. It was probably sweetened by the challenging feeling of the climb, but it felt like a just reward for the effort I expended. The ski down was rather poor, and I arrived back at the hut in time for a 7am second breakfast.


The combination of co-operative weather, improved skiing ability and fitness made this an amazingly productive tour. Iide-san remains a target, and perhaps on trips like this it's good to leave something on the list to provide motivation for the next time?



Ontake, Harinoki, Jounen and Hiuchi - A Big Week

This felt like the week my skiing came together. I had started my season in December with a terrifying tour to Kouyaike, struggling to turn on a thin cover of snow on bamboo and other summer shrubbery. Back then I fell more than I care to remember, struggling on moderate terrain and questioning why I shifted to skiing. 

Four months and a lot of skiing later, and I was having fun. Eric was coaxed out of his spring ski hibernation for a chance to tour with the lads, and we set our sites on Japan's second highest volcano, Ontake. We parked at the just closed Ciao Ontake ski area, initially skinning up through the streaky spring cover in the resort. From the highest point of the resort, we continued through a forest, and up a small chute that steepened enough to make skinning slightly uncomfortable. Sagara-san and I scrambled through rocks on the left, while Eric booted up the patches of snow in the chute.



Ontake tragically erupted in September 2014, with 63 people bush walkers losing their lives as a result. Due to this large sections of the mountain remain off limits, and we kept to the other end of the range from the main peak. Despite this we were able to enjoy beautiful spring lines off the range of sub-peaks in the area. Ontake presents as more of a range than single mountain, and would reward further exploration. We enjoyed a fun line of consistent pitch back down to the left of the resort, before a challenging traverse back across through a forest that seemed intent and grabbing, scratching and assaulting me at every turn.


Inspired by that, I joined Jimmy and Jerry the next day for Harinoki. This trip starts at the beginning of the Tateyama-Kurobe Alpine Route, climbing a broad valley all the way up to the peak itself. I started later than the others but soon caught them. We skinned most of the way, switching to crampons as it steepened near the top. We enjoyed great spring snow back down, before playing the late spring game of dodge the avalanche debris on the way out. 

After a days rest, Sagara-san and I decided to try for Jounen-dake, a beautiful pyramid mountain that stands over Matsumoto and Azumino. The approach is long, with several kilometres on a hiking trail beside a river before reaching snow. An earlier season attempt may be more rewarding. We eventually reached snow, and began skinning. Halfway up Sagara-san suggested we take a gully to the left, but I wanted to see the hut. This was a bad decision.


On reaching the hut we were met with vicious winds. I can't think of another time I've experienced such conditions, and it was clear that continuing up would result in not much good of anything. We rested in the hut, chatting with the lovely staff and hoping the wind would weaken. It unfortunately did not, and we couldn't reach the peak. In the conditions one definitely best left for another day.

The next day I still felt strong, and so I headed to Hiuchi by myself. It was a relatively uneventful day, aside from seeing a small bear on the slopes of Kaga-Hiuchi. I tried to ski across to get a closer look but it disappeared into the Northern slopes. 

A wonderful weak of peak bagging and great skiing on consistent fun spring snow!

Takatsuma - Finally!

The combed peak of Takatsuma stands out as a beautiful steep face across the valley from  Mitahara and Hiuchi. Its ridge continues around to the slightly lower Ototsuma, presenting a range of north facing lines of consistently nice pitch and snow quality. I had gazed at these mountains for years, and finally found the right day and partner to make it happen.

The approach is relatively long, with a skin out a forestry road from Togakushi, before climbing to a low point between Saru-yama and Gojizou-yama. From there a traversing line is skied down to below the main climb itself. Most of the climb lines look fine, and the easiest option is probably to wrap around and climb the bowl system below Ototsuma. A skin track was in place up the beautiful thin ridge to the lookers right of Takatsuma however, and after some minor deliberation we started climbing. Conditions were ideal, and it was a relatively simple trip to the top. It does steepen out a little near the summit, and I imagine in some conditions this part would be tricky.



We skinned around to below the Ototsuma summit, where I stashed my skies and continued on foot for the last 100m. I was still getting comfortable on skies at this point, but probably would have been fine from the top (although it adds little to the line). We skied a beautiful sheltered gully down, finding nice slightly set powder all the way down to the flats.There is a wide range of lines to choose from, and easily manageable terrain.

It was a long trip back to the car, but after finally ticking off this long standing goal it was a happy one. A triple treat of iced-coffee, waffle cone and fried chicken was the reward. 


Sunday, June 25, 2017

Yari Onsen Resort (May 2017)

It doesn't get much better than beautiful Kita Alps terrain. That is unless you could plonk down a natural hot bath and camping platform right in the middle of some fun slopes in said terrain. That is essentially the setup at Yari Onsen. In Summer a hut is built, and a fee is charged to use the bath. Until that happens though (and while the snow is still around), anyone is free to make the slog up the hill and soak away the muscle soreness that comes from skiing the surrounding mountains. 

I set off at a pleasant hour from the Sarukura carpark, making good time up to the low point on the Obinata ridge. Half way up the climb to Yari Onsen, I met another skier heading up for the night. We had a good chat, and I pushed on ahead. Once at the onsen, I set up my camp, ate some food and had a brief soak in the bath. Soon enough the peaks above drew my attention, and I set out for a climb. I initially intended to climb for an hour and ski back down the same way, but inevitably I kept going, and within a few hours was on top of Yari. The view was beautiful, with a sea of cloud stretching out to the west and soft light to the east.


I took a fun line directly from the peak, enjoying pleasant easy skiing once past the upper slopes. I spent 15 minutes watching a raicho on the way down, before returning to camp for a tasty dinner and early night. The next morning the weather was less pleasant, and I climbed once above camp, before skiing back, collecting my bag, and heading back to the car and Myoko. The gully from Yari into Shakushi-zawa caught my attention, and is a line I would like to return and ski in the future.


Myoko Three Peaks (August 2015)

In the Spring, I was fit enough to do a day ski tour from Sasagamine, up over Hiuchi and then on to the flank of Yake-yama. A semi controlled fall down a chute below Yake shook me up a little though, and I didn't end up climbing to the top. It did however plant the idea of doing a loop over Yake and Hiuchi, and then adding on Myoko-san for some kind of local 3 peaks route. It wasn't to be in the snow (I would still like to try though), but the right day did come up to do it as a bushwalk / trail run. 

I parked by Suginosawa bridge, and started thrashing my way up the bushy Yake-yama trail. Yake-yama is probably my favourite of the local mountains. It has a lumpy, strong presense, and doesn't have an easy approach on any side. The summit is also very beautiful, with lush green jungle transitioning into hyper-coloured volcanic rock and scree. I slipped down the other side into the saddle below Hiuchi. At this point my legs started to complain, but I still had two mountains to climb.

By the time I reached Koyaike Hyutte my calves were particularly sore. Some food, a cold soft drink and some internal deliberation and I was on my way to Myoko-san. The path over to Myoko drops into Kurosawaike, climbs the crater, drops down again, and then finally climbs the West Bowl to the peak. It all took its toll, and I was well beaten by the team I hit the top. It was slow going back to the crater and across the lake, but I picked up again as I started down the hill to Sasagamine. I even managed to jog most of the road back to the start!

I collapsed in the back of the car, fell asleep, waking to make the journey down to 7-11 for some magnificent fried chicken and and ice-cream. A top day out. Unfortunately Yake-yama is now off limits due to volcanic activity. I hope the trails do not become disused like so many others in this area.

GPS track is below.

https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/875990628



The Legbreaker: Hannel's Spur (November 2015)

Back at work in Australia after a sabbatical spent in the mountains of Japan and Europe, I turned my attention to a few home trips I had been thinking over for a while. Top of the list was Hannel's Spur, reputed to be the biggest vertical climb in Australia at a leg withering 1800m. An old stock route for accessing the lush summer highland areas from Geehi, the track is now an overgrown former track linked together by scraps of fading tape. 

I parked my car and slept at Dead Horse Gap, waking early to drink a cup of coffee, roll down a big hill on my old mountain bike, and contemplate just what I was thinking. Some undulating terrain to the Geehi River warmed up the legs, and soon enough I was strolling across the flats behind Dr Forbe's Hut. 

Hannel's proper starts fine, but soon enough the track becomes hard to follow. In places I was following my nose rather than the track, and on numerous occasions I had to backtrack and search again. I remember sitting on a log half way up the hill, sweating, scratches on my legs bleeding, when a small bird landed on a branch next to me looking nonchalant. I'd genuinely been wondering if I was in over my head, but for some reason that bird calmed me down and I was off again. 

The feeling of coming out of the scrub and into the alpine was sensational. My legs were tired, but I got a second wind that carried  me up the peak of Kosci. I drank some water from a cleanish looking creek, took some photos, and quietly cheered inside at the thought that I was on my way back to the car. I managed a job down into Dead Horse Gap, surprising a brumby on the way. 

I drove back down to Geehi campground, soaking my legs in the river and eating a delicious home made stew and bread. My legs were sore the next day. GPS track is below.

https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/956970639

Floating up Fuji

It was a fitting end to a magnificent season of skiing. Like every tourist who views the sweeping curve of Fuji-san from the passing train, I'd admired the beauty of this mountain for some time. As a summer hiking destination, it doesn't really excite me. Huge crowds, expensive, and a mountain that shares its beauty best from afar. As a ski line though it does hold some allure. Wide, sweeping slopes, and the chance to impress almost any Japanese person you talk to 😀

I had a small window between organising my life in Myoko and picking up Mum in  Takayama. The weather forecast complied, and I drove across Japan in beautiful warm spring weather. It's quite something to get closer and closer to the mountain, and what looks relatively small but beautiful from a distance, becomes very impressive from up close. I watched the sun set across Fuji from above Motosu Lake, and then drove up to below the Fujinomiya toll-road for a pleasant nights sleep.

 
Fuji seems to hold a reputation for being dangerous out of season, so I was feeling focused as I woke to the sight of the huge white cone looking steeper than it does from far away. I'd expected to find a few backcountry touring types in the 5th station car park, but arrived to 100+ cars and a range of people from the experienced to the very inexperienced. Temperatures were marginal, and so I packed slowly to let the snow soften a little. Unfortunately the snow coverage on this (Southern) side of the mountain was not as extensive as I expected, and so the first 400m of vertical were summer trail mud and rocks. From there it was a relatively straightforward walk in crampons to the lip of the crater.


By this stage the sun was beginning to soften the frozen snow, but despite there being almost no wind 2000m below, strong gusts were ripping across the peak. By all accounts this is typical of Fuji, and I probably had conditions as good as could be expected. I walked around the crater, climbed the peak and chatted with a few other climbers. I had met another Japanese skier with DPS Wailers on the way up, and we decided to enjoy the ski down together. The ski down was a pleasant 35 degrees or so, although the snow was beginning to break up and melt away. From the crater I had seen the other ski routes on the North and East faces, and I suspect that on a day like this they would have been far more enjoyable from a skiing perspective. 

The climb and ski were relatively straightforward and went without much thought, but back at the car I did have a few quiet moments of reflection on the season. From being a beginner on-piste skier, I'd managed to drag myself to the level of being able to feel comfortable climbing and skiing a mountain like Fuji by myself. Not much in the scheme of things, but definitely something I felt proud of.