I decided to sign up with American Alpine Institute for a skills and summit course at Mt. Baker.  I trained 5 to 6 days a week for four months solid; strength training, intervals, core exercises and hiking at least three times a week. A couple of smaller hikes after running the dogs in the Snoqualmie region and then I would make sure to do a 7 to 9 mile steeper hike on the weekends.  Interesting enough, I really enjoyed the training.  Feeling strong and surrounding myself around nature while doing it is quite enjoyable.

When it was time to go last weekend I felt as ready as I could be physically. I knew it would also be a challenge mentally but I didn’t expect it to be as hard as it really was. This trip pulled out  fears that were hidden down inside.  It challenged my confidence and if I really was willing to take that next step forward.  Literally.  After our first 1,000 ft. practice climb the day before we were suppose to summit, I psyched myself out so much that I was considering not going. At those crucial times, (you know, the make or break moments) Chad Cochran, our guide had this keen sense of knowing when I needed the encouragement and to rattle me out of my doubt.  I kid you not, I don’t think this trip would have been as successful for me as it was if it wasn’t for him.  I needed that extra push and seeing that he believed in me transformed into strength.  I’m not big on believing in the devil with horns, dressed in red and standing in fire but I do think if anything can be called the devil it’s fear and doubt. It will stop you in your tracks of what you really want in life. If that’s not “the devil” than I don’t know what is.

We set out to start our climb at 2:00 a.m. in the morning with our head lamps on. We had a meteor shower showing off above us and most of my focus was looking down at my crampons highlighted by my headlamp.   All I heard was crunch, crunch, axe, crunch crunch axe, repeat. After three hours of that, the sun decided to join us as it raised it’s glory over Mt. Baker dressed in orange, hues of yellow and pink.

About that time we were facing the Roman Wall which is much steeper once you actually get on it. I think I had to grunt to complete each step.

Once returning back to Hogsback base camp, I then finally felt my complete self again. The weight and the stress of getting up there was behind me and I only felt the accomplishment of succeeding at what I set out to do. I never felt better, relieved and proud.

After summiting a mountain that is just shy of 11,000 feet, I have all the admiration and respect for the true alpinists out there. They are truly fearless.  Allow me to rephrase; maybe not fearless but courageous to face their fear.

My backyard

I believe summer officially started five days ago and it has already exceeded my expectations.  Summer used to have a different meaning to me.  I used to look forward to flip flops, lighting bugs, tan skin and lemonade.  Now… since living in the Northwest over a decade I’ve let go of the idea of breaking my flip flops out of the box.  You just have to accept that our summers here means you slip out of your snowshoes into your hiking boots.  Summers here means I don’t have to worry about avalanche risk for a few months in the back country.  At least that’s what it’s become to me and I love it!

The longer I live here the more I can’t live without getting out of the city and seeing a great  mountain view.  I love that I have access to all of this with just an hours drive from my house.  Summer has just started and the options are endless of where the trail will lead us next.

North Cascades

I have decided to discover what’s right underneath my nose… Washington State.  Asia and I made our way across Hwy. 20 to the North Cascades.  We hiked Lake Ann which was short and sweet to break up the driving.  We stayed at the Rolling Huts in Mazama and also checked out Winthrop one afternoon.  On Saturday I was able to do one of my most favorite things; ride horses.  It rained off and on but that wasn’t going to stop me.  It was worth it with all the rainbows that accompanied us.  The North Cascades hikes are endless so I plan on going back next summer or Fall.

Lake Ann

Asia playing with Oberon in front of the farm house. 

Winston and Asia