Bonanza, Washington’s highest non-volcanic peak at 9510 feet, was my main reason for taking the boat to Holden. The standard route follows the trail to Holden Lake, ascends the Mary Green Glacier, then climbs 500 feet of fairly good rock to the summit. When the peak is not obscured by clouds and snow, it is a fairly straightforward climb and a reasonable day from Holden.
Waking to cooler temperatures and clear skies, I started along the trail around 7:00, then headed off-trail toward a log I had spotted the day before crossing Railroad Creek just east of the mouth of Big Creek. After a half-hour of bushwhacking, I failed to reach the log thanks to an intervening stream and some very dense brush, and failed to find another crossing higher up.
I headed up the left-hand side of the glacier until I got cliffed out by a large crevasse/bergschrund at the base of the upper lobe, then traversed around right to eventually reach the obvious snow tongue below the summit.
I carefully stepped onto a rock rib with a rappel station at its base, then skittered up the rock a bit to find a flat enough spot to remove my crampons. Making my way up and slightly left on the path of least resistance, I found pleasant class 3-4 scrambling on much better rock than the previous day’s mossy choss. Heading a bit too far left, I managed to cliff out and waste some time, but still reached the summit in about 4 hours from Holden.
The sky was perfectly clear with a somewhat chilly breeze, so I set the register booklet, wet and frozen solid, on a rock to thaw and dry, bundled up in a sheltered spot, and admired the views.
Hoping to put in a full day’s work, I looked to neighboring North Star and Dark Peaks, connected to Bonanza by south and north ridges.
After waiting for the register to dry, I signed in and started down. I am always somewhat disgusted by slings left on class 3-4 scrambling routes, so with perfect weather and plenty of time, I spent awhile removing nearly all of the tat from Bonanza’s upper reaches. In the end, I removed 25 slings weighing several pounds, leaving only three that I saw: one too far away, one I missed in passing, and one I would have had to cut.
Our Lady of the Dirtbags came by later with a young woman who, after doing the PCT, was temporarily avoiding the Real World by working at Holden for the year. Volunteering at Holden seems pleasant and is open to non-Lutherans, though it sounds a bit too full-time to get in much climbing. Unsurprisingly, they were curious about my pile of wet garbage. Before she left, Our Lady presented me with gifts of food, including a roast beef sandwich, fresh fruit, and two pilfered brownies in a napkin. Score!
Note to climbers about tat
Tat should not accumulate on scrambling routes. If you are climbing something unroped, you should be able to downclimb it, so rappels are unnecessary. Furthermore, on non-vertical terrain they are usually awkward, and can be dangerous if the rope sweeps loose rock off shelves onto those below. If a stronger climber is belaying weaker climbers up the route, that climber should clean rappel anchors after the others have used them, then downclimb. If you find yourself wanting to “reinforce” an existing rappel anchor by adding your own sling, you should remove the old ones, which you evidently find untrustworthy. Whenever possible, you should use existing anchors rather than add your own.
The only good reason to add tat on a scrambling route is a retreat in worsening conditions.
2 responses to “Bonanza”
I am always somewhat disgusted by people who feel that their style of climbing is better than everyone else’s, and try their best to force their personal opinions on others.
You’re welcome to your opinion. For me, if someone’s “style of climbing” leaves brightly-colored trash all over a mountain, that’s like their “style of camping” leaving fire rings full of ashes and burned tin cans: it improves their experience and damages the wilderness for everyone else. There are ways to descend safely without sprinkling 30 slings all over a short 4th class face.