Want a picture of the banner on the summit?

Send me an email at otter_sports@yahoo.com with your name and the name you submitted, and I will provide the electronic copy of the photo.  Feel free to print out as many as you want.

At a minimum, we are trying to reach out to everyone who submitted a name for the banner.

Thanks!

Shameless plug for Rainier Mountaineering Inc

If you, assuming that you have little to no mountianeering experience like myself, decide that you want to try something like this, I would strongly encourage you to obtain the services of a commercial guide.  Furthermore, I would highly recommend Rainier Mountaineering, Inc.  I've said before that I've never touched an ice axe or crampons before going into this adventure, and I can honestly say that RMI provided the appropriate amount of training and guidance to provide the opportunity for my group not only to reach the summit but also safely descend back down the mountain.

I entitled this entry a "shameless plug" but it is a little more than that.  Here's a specific example:

Right after my group got started from Camp Muir, we encountered several groups on a segment called Cathedral Gap which is a rocky climb between two much larger rocky ridges.  By this time it was about 2 or 2:30 AM and other groups on Cathedral Gap slowed us down a bit, much like the stop-and-go of rush hour traffic.  I could tell our guides were a bit frustrated with the slow pace, and once we reached the slow group, I could tell why.  Their rope between climbers was pretty slack.  One guy had about 5 feet of slack behind him, and it was getting caught on rocks/boulders and he was stepping on it with his crampons.  He was yelling at the lady in front of him to keep going and she was yelling back.  It wasn't pretty.  Being mindful of our training about maintaining proper rope interval (aka keep the slack out of the rope), we zipped right by them in a safe place and went on our merry way.  That whole time I thought "I am so glad I signed up with RMI."

I was the last climber on my rope team and another RMI-led rope team was right behind me.  Right after the slack-rope incident, someone from that troubled rope team hollered to the guide behind me "Hey, is this the way to the DC (Disappointment Cleaver)?".  Guide: "Yep, we're headed that way and you can just follow us."  Now, let me recap.  It's pretty dark at 2:30 AM.  This rope team is struggling to get through a rocky section. They've been on the trail for about an hour or so, and at least one person is wondering if they're going the right way? Seriously? I obviously signed up with a guide service but I still knew landmarks and sections of the climb like Cathedral Gap and the DC.  I admit that I assumed I knew where I was going and it's easy to say that because I was doing the following, but I can guarantee you that if I were going "unguided" that I would know the route forwards and backwards (and have the proper training to boot) before attempting anything like this.  I only assume that these people weren't with a guide.  Not sure which would be scarier--a group of independents not well versed in rope travel or in the route itself, or if the folks were with a commercial guide who didn't provide proper training and who didn't know the route.  Either way sounds like much higher risk for bad news.

Little to no experience?  Don't know anyone you can trust with your life (quite literally) to take you up the mountain?  No problem. Hire RMI!

Day 4 Part 3: Final meeting at basecamp

Once I reached Paradise, I removed my pack and boots with the probably the largest sigh of relief I've ever had.  I had felt the blister forming on my "ring-toe" earlier in the descent but didn't pay much attention to it, it wasn't hurting too badly.  Upon inspection, it covered the second knuckle of my toe.  Others in the group experienced "shin-bang", where upon descent the shins constantly bang against the plastic top of the boots--there are both plastic- and leather-style boots.  Rentals were mainly plastic with a liner inside, a lot like a ski boot.  I think the most unfortunate guy was Will, who will lose several toenails from his feet sliding in his boot and constantly hitting the toe of the boot.  He was walking pretty gingerly when arrived to Paradise.

RMI's climber hangout

The group hopped on the shuttle to Ashford.  On the way, we were informed that there will be a highly informal 'ceremony' to celebrate everybody's efforts over the last couple days.  The only rules:  no showering beforehand, and that there will be beer.  So, lucky for us, RMI has its own little restaurant right there at basecamp (those business people are smart).  The food--pizza, burgers, and other bar food--was pretty good and prices weren't too crazy.  Certificates of achievement were distributed and we all hung out enjoying the company and getting some last minute pictures.


RMI is required to maintain a 3:1 client to guide ratio, thus our group of 8 had 3 guides.  They were all great, and here are pictures of me with the three guides (left) and of my rope team.  Will joined our rope team for a little while higher on the upper mountain for both the climb and the descent.

Josh, Joey, Anne Gilbert, and Mike

Rope team: Joey, Anne Gilbert, and Brad

A little more on the guides and RMI in a following post.

Day 4 Part 2: The Mandatory Descent

After the adrenaline rush of making it to the summit, reality set in and we once again donned our packs for the 9000 vertical feet of downhill ahead of us.  On the ascent from Muir, we had 4 scheduled stops.  On the descent, we were scheduled for 2: one above the Disappointment Cleaver and one a bit further below it.  Upon departure from the crater rim, I still hadn't eaten much in a few breaks--I had eaten a half a Snickers in the hour on the summit.  Nothing sounded good to eat and it sounded worse when I thought about eating.

The descent was almost as hard as the climb.  It was finally daytime and I didn't get to see much on the way up in the darkness.  Looking around at my surroundings meant that I wasn't watching where I stepped, which translated into slipping and sliding around a little on the snowy route.  At times the descent demanded my full attention, especially where the snow was slushy.  With each step, despite the crampons, my foot continued to slide down the slope and a few times I fell on my rear right on the trail.  I wasn't the only client having these issues, but I didn't see any of the three guides fall once.  On training day our lead guide promised us that he would not fall on this journey and if he did, he'd quit guiding.  Here's a short video of the descent, around 13000-13500 feet, where the snow was packed and descending was easy.

Crevasse near the trail - shadow of Brad in front of me

Climbing in the darkness can be mentally advantageous (and ignorance is bliss) because I couldn't fully appreciate my surroundings on the ascent.  For instance, I don't recall seeing this crevasse on the way up.  Many of you readers might think 'well that's dangerous, being that close to a crevasse and not knowing it'.  Partly true.  Our guides often warned that danger lurks in the darkness and to keep our ropes tight between us and to move swiftly.  Staying on the path was always understood.  These are rules you don't see how far you can push.  I did ask permission to take a picture and was told as long as I keep moving.  Done.  First break was on top of the Disappointment Cleaver.  It was warming up but the cold wind was still blowing.  The guides told us that if we run hot, then go down to a single layer.  My first 2 layers were a little sweaty and I was pretty cold and worried about the cold wind, so I kept 2 on.

The Cleaver was surprisingly a welcomed section for me.  I was growing weary of sliding through the slushy snow trail, and having a solid foundation of rock and bare earth to stand on was delightful.  Below the Cleaver was more slushy snow and I felt the rope teams were really making some time.  My two layers and I was pretty hot and sweaty, and I was getting tired from not eating/drinking enough.  The last break before Camp Muir was miserable.  I drank the remainder of my water (last break before refills), and put the equivalent of a mini-size Snickers in my mouth.  Now, I love Snickers and could probably eat two full bars pretty easy, but I couldn't bring myself to even chew it.  I hated the way it felt in my mouth, I was disgusted.  Knowing I had to eat it for a little boost, it stayed in my mouth for a good 5 minutes before I could start chewing it.  It's now a full week later, if someone gave me a Snickers right now, I'm not sure if I could eat it--maybe give me a couple more days.  My rope leader obviously saw how bad I was and I was pretty grumpy returning her conversation.  She advised me that at the 1-hour pit stop at Camp Muir, I needed "to take 5 or 10 minutes and drink as much as I can and eat if possible.  Don't lay down and rest, instead get the remaining gear in your pack and drink and eat more. If you lay down to rest before packing, all of a sudden you'll have 10 minutes to pack and you won't be ready."  So that's what I did.  I didn't like it at the time, but near the end of the hour break, I actually felt a lot better and was able to eat some trail mix.  I owe her a lot for the tough love and pep talk.

The descent from Camp Muir was the most surprising thing about the trip.  I was actually dreading it. After descending ~4500 feet with 20 pounds on my back, now I had to add another 20 pounds and descend another 4500 feet??  Key differences: no crampons, no ropes, I used trekking poles, and the snowfield was snow, not icy like the glaciers on the upper mountain.  The group got to spread out a little and the snow (and my size 12 boots) allowed me to almost ski down the hill.  I stepped broadly forward and slid about a foot before taking another similar step, using the trekking poles for extra balance. Using fresh snow rather than following other climbers' footsteps was way easier.  Oh, and sliding down the steeper sections helped the descent too!

I did pause near the end of the descent to take one last photo of Mt. Rainier.

This isn't the end of the line.  I still have a couple of stories to tell.  Stay tuned!

Day 4: Push for the Summit!

12:20 AM:  wake up call.  "You have one hour to get ready!!"

The hot water was already sitting in the hut.  Downed some oatmeal, and yes, another Clif Bar.  Drank almost a full liter of water and hit the bathroom.  The night sky was littered with stars.  I don't recall ever seeing so many stars.  I'm pretty good a picking out a few constellations, but I must say I had a hard time.  One image I'll never forget.  After gearing up, we got separated into our rope teams and away we went across a glacier with only the light of our headlamps and billions of stars.  We climbed up through Cathedral Gap, which lies between two large rock ridges.  The upper mountain climb was much like the trek to Muir with regard to climbing about 1000 feet followed by a rest.  Here, our rest included getting our large parkas on to maintain body temperature in addition to eating and drinking.

The second leg of the climb is known as the Disappointment Cleaver and it was difficult.  It was steep the whole way and rocky in many places.  The steel of the crampons scratched the rock and made terrible sounds, and it also made for difficult footing.  Looking up made the situation worse as I saw how close (but much higher than me) other headlamps were.  It meant more climbing.  "Just keep your head down and keep going."  Another break after the Cleaver was welcomed.

Sometime after the Cleaver, perhaps around 13,000 feet, the sun poked out.  Borrowed this picture from a friend. My hands were cold and I couldn't convince myself to get my ski gloves off to find my camera.  The views were remarkable.

Sunrise at 13000 feet: I knew I could steal a picture from a friend while trying to warm my hands up in my thicker gloves.

The crew at High Break.

Our last break to the summit was at 13,500 feet.  My appetite was pretty suppressed from the altitude.  I didn't have problems drinking, but my 7th Clif Bar in two days was too hard to get down.  I switched to half a Snickers and a PowerBar shot a colleague from work gave me.  The slope ahead was steep and daunting. Again, "just keep your head down and keep going."  Aside from my loss of appetite, I felt good and strong.

On the false summit

After several switchbacks the route went to straight up the hill.  The luxurious footsteps from people ahead of me became few and far between, which meant digging my crampons into the ice and snow became required and climbing became more strenuous and awkward.  In order to dig all my crampons into the slope, my ankles had to bend accordingly.  I tried to avoid having my toes point straight up the slope because it causes calf and hamstring strain, instead, I sort of walked up the hill sideways crossing my feet over one another, a technique learned on the training day.  Disregarding the voices in my head, I kept sneaking peeks uphill and I could see the 'top' of the mountain.  After another 10 minutes or so, my rope team reached the "false summit", or the crater rim.  Rainier is a volcano, and I was standing in (on) the crater.  

Will and Joey

Once my team reached the crater rim, I had a choice to make.  I could either rest for an hour, or make the 40 minute round trip to the true summit, and break up the remaining 20 minutes as rest however I'd like.  It didn't take me long to make the choice.  On the way up to Columbia Crest (the true summit), the logbook is stashed near several large rocks.  The guides were all over us to just write our names to conserve time, but I wrote "Joey Ott - alz".  Another quick couple of minutes and I reached the true summit of Mount Rainier, 14,410 feet above sea level.  Broke for a couple individual pictures, then I got the banner out.  Here's the same picture from the earlier post.

As I unrolled it and while rolling it back up, I read each name aloud.  I did pretty well on the unroll, but while rolling it back up and speaking the names, the whole culmination of effort and preparation, memories of my Grandmother Wilma, and knowing that all others who submitted names feel the same as I do about this disease hit me like a ton of bricks.  I was on one knee when I put the rubber band back on, and I stayed there, sobbing and remembering and praying all at the same time.  I'm not sure how many minutes I was there, but for those moments I was frozen in time.  Josh the guide came over to me and told me that we did a great thing.  Much later that day, I had to apologize to him for "Tebow-ing" on the summit.  : )

Those who know know that climbing a mountain is only half the battle.  There's a cliche in mountaineering that summiting is optional and getting down in mandatory.  The mandatory story will be shared soon.

Day 3: Ascent to Muir

Note: for a better view of all pictures, click on them and you'll get a bigger shot!

We hopped on the RMI shuttles around 8:00 AM in Ashford WA and they took us up to our starting point in Paradise, Washington (elevation ~5400 feet).  We hit the trail around 9 AM with our boots (no crampons) and hiking poles.  In the beginning there was more bare earth and rock than snow on the trail.  Pebble Creek is about the halfway point to Camp Muir from both distance and elevation gain points of view.

Mt Rainier from Pebble Creek

Above Pebble Creek, the trail turned into all snow all the way.  As a team, we hiked up the Muir Snowfield in single file, trying to walk in each other's footsteps to make the trek easier.  Slogging through the snow, gaining about 1000 feet between 15 minute breaks.  Breaks consisted of getting that 40-45 lb pack off, taking a seat on it, drinking a half a liter, and eating a few hundred calories.  My snacks consisted mostly of cold pizza and Clif bars.  I did sneak a picture of the view that I saw most of the way up.

Just trying to focus on hitting the footsteps and trying to find that rhythm.

Finally after several hours of trekking through the snow, we could see Camp Muir.  The little speck in the snow to the right is a guy, and you can see Muir just above him.  Click the picture to make it bigger if necessary.  Despite loving the sight of High Camp, it still looked a long ways away.  Kept the head down and kept walking!

Click the pic, Camp Muir is down and to the right of the large rock right of center.

It was a sight for sore eyes, but not much to look at.  The views were way better than the camp itself.  Nabbed these picture before the rain/freezing rain and thunder started.  The thunder was literally right outside our door.

Standing on our front porch, 10,060 feet above sea level, with stinky socks drying on the line.

Our neighbors in the stone hut.

Once we got at Camp Muir, we got to eat and drink as much as we wanted.  Supper for me was another piece of cold pizza, yet another Clif Bar, some "calorically dense" trail mix, and a Snickers.  That's a lot, but I knew I had to choke down as much as I could to fill up the tank for the next day.  I also somehow guzzled about a liter and a half of dilute Gatorade.  During dinner and unpacking, the guides gave us a synopsis of what to expect on the next day.  After making my "bed" and organizing a bit, I packed up for the next day and tried to rest/sleep with about 15 of my new friends.  Earplugs are gold in Camp Muir.  I was a bit worried about the weather, but tried to clear my head as best as possible.  And then there's the months-long building anticipation for the summit bid in the back of my head.  Resting was difficult, but I did manage to doze off a few times.  The goal for the day (per the guides) was to get to Muir and to feel good.  Mission accomplished.  'Go back to sleep, you need to rest!'

One more day

From Joey: Sorry I know you all are waiting to see all sorts of pictures and stories, meanwhile I'm trying to unpack and get organized.  We will be speaking to the Daily Journal (Franklin paper) in a couple of days and the Indy Star may do a story as well.  I will update the blog starting tomorrow (Sun 22-Jul) evening so please stay tuned over the next week or so!

For Marvin

We climbed for Marvin who gave "64 years of pleasant memories from a grateful family"
We hope our effort provided inspiration and brought back great memories for his family.  

From Jenothy

Its hard to capture all that I am feeling right now. For those who have not heard yet, I did not Reach the summit! Part way up, I had to make a heart breaking and gut wrenching decision to turn around...at that point and with tears in my eyes, I handed our "climb to remember" banner over to Joey, who I am so very proud and excited to say took it all the way to the top!!! And so although this trip did not turn out quite like I had hoped, it was a wonderful opportunity and I honored to have been a part of it! Please stay tuned as I am sure once we are more rested and go through pictures, we will have more to add! Thank you again for all you support and prayers.

And here it is!

EDIT:  I've had a few questions...this is on the summit!

More to come.  Very tired.  Need to pack for flight home tomorrow.

I think if you click on the photo, you can see a larger version.

The Final Banner!

Here it is, folks.  We thank you for contributing your loved one's name.  We pray that we can honor them and all other Alzheimer's sufferers by completing this adventure.  Furthermore, we hope that any money and awareness that we have raised can have some sort of difference in the fight against Alzheimer's.

How big is this thing?  That boot is size 12!

Day 2: Mountaineering Training Day

We met at basecamp at 8 and waited for the guides to finish up a quick guide meeting.  Took the opportunity for a quick pose in front of our guide service's sign.

They shuttled us and our gear up to Paradise, elevation ~5200 feet.  From there we hiked about 45 minutes up to ~6100 feet to a lower snowfield ideal for the training.

Yes, the camera is pointing up

Our day was spent learning and practicing several mountaineering techniques for safety, rescuing, and climbing efficiency.  Examples include team arrest positions, how to self-arrest with our ice axe, climbing in the snow/ice with crampons, and special breathing techniques.  We also practiced team rope ascents and descents.  Here's Jenothy sliding headfirst down a slope getting ready to stop herself by using a self-arrest method we learned.

Better stop before that crevasse just outside the picture frame!

After all the training, 2 of the 3 guides (facing the picture), reminded us that tomorrow's focus is NOT the summit, but to get to Camp Muir and feel good.  He advised to take care of ourselves not only tonight, but also with every step and rest break we take on the way to Muir.  

Nice shot of Rainier in the background, still not much justice here.  It's big.

Reminder that once we leave tomorrow, there will not be any posts until Wednesday night (if we can function!).  So stay tuned!

For Raymond

We are climbing for Raymond and add his name to the banner we will carry with us throughout our climb. Raymond's daughter shared the following about her father: everything was special about him; wonderful husband, father, and grandfather who loved the outdoors and would be so pleased to know that he is somehow a part of this special event!

For Carol

On his way to Seattle, the folks sitting next to Joey on the plane were very impressed, touched and excited that we were not only climbing Mt. rainier, but that we had connected our climb to such a great cause - alzhiemers research. By the end of the flight they asked us to remember their friend Carol. And so, with great honor and joy we climb also for Carol and add her name to our banner that we will carry with us on the climb.

Day 1: Gear Check and a little more

Reminder:  we are 3 hours behind of our followers in Indiana.  Just finished our dinner, and we try to get our posts up as quickly as possible.

Day 1:  With gear rentals starting at noon and Gear Check at 3 PM, we took the morning to drive up to Paradise (basecamp, elev. ~5200 ft) to see what we could see.  As you can see, you saw as much of Mt Rainier today as we did at that time.

A bit foggy in Paradise

On the way back, the sun did pop out and gave us a teaser glimpse of The Mountain.

Yeah, we're gonna climb that.

We then loaded the gear we brought and took off to the outfitter for rentals, intros, and orientation.  We met our lead guide and the rest of our climbing group.  Here's both of us with all our gear laid out for consultation with the guide.  Thankfully, he saved each of us some space and at least a couple pounds.

How is all this gonna fit?

Now where did I put that ice axe?

The anticipation is building.  We are spending the evening packing our gear and food for tomorrow's training.
8 AM start for tomorrow's training class on the lower snowslopes of Rainier ~6500 feet.  Stay tuned for tomorrow!

Thank you all for your continued prayers and support for us and the Alzheimer's Association!

--Joey and Jen

Excursion to our Basecamp

So everyone and there luggage and gear arrived without too much hassle.  Seattle in July is very nice, but clouds prohibited us from seeing The Mountain from downtown.  On our way in, I grabbed this shot out the window.

Look closely through the clouds in the center of the photo.  Picture really doesn't do it justice!

For now we are trying to relax and hydrate as much as possible.  Tomorrow we start activities.  In the morning we'll try to hit the Park Visitor Center for some touristy stuff, then head to the outfitter to shift focus to gear.  Will keep you posted, and we can take names for the banner up to Monday evening.  E-mail them to otter_sports@yahoo.com.

From Jenothy

After a long day, we re now in Ashford at "the lodge" we will call home for the next few days! It's beautiful here in Washington state! Loving the green, lush landscape and feeling at home among the pine trees! The drive down from Seattle reminded me a great deal of northern Wyoming, and I must admit, my heart took a giant leap at the sight of the mountains!! We are

It's Already Been an Adventure!!

After a four hour delay and 6 gate changes, I am on the next leg of the journey to Seattle! Now it's time for a Snack and nap! Thank you all for your prayers and support! We should be on the ground in Seattle 2:30ish Indiana time!

We are climbing for Audra

We are climbing in memory of Audra, my wife's Great Grandmother.  We are adding her name to the banner for the photo of at the summit.  It is our hope that our climb will honor and celebrate the life she lived.

Thanks and keep them coming.  We'll be taking names through the afternoon of Monday July 16!

Climb / Trip Schedule

From Jenothy:

Several folks have asked about our trip / climbnig schedule, so I have copied it from the RMI web page.  This way you can see what we are doing and when!  Thank you all for your prayers and support!

Day 1: Pre-Trip Orientation

3:00 - 6:00 p.m.: Meet at Rainier BaseCamp.
We will meet at 3:00 p.m. at our Rainier BaseCamp facilities in Ashford, WA. Please dress casually and bring your climbing equipment and clothing.  Note: Whittaker Mountaineering Rental Equipment is available for pickup after 12 p.m.
We begin our Pre-Trip Preparation and Training with a welcome and introduction of team members and guides. Throughout the afternoon your guides will provide a focused introduction to a variety of topics. This includes a detailed personal equipment discussion and gear check, an introduction to safety practices including use of helmets, harnesses, and avalanche transceivers, and instruction regarding Leave No Trace practices and environmental considerations.
Please make your own arrangements to stay in the Ashford area this evening.

Day 2: The Mountaineering Day School

8:15 a.m. - 5:00 p.m.: Meet at Rainier BaseCamp.
Arrive at Rainier BaseCamp dressed for hiking, packed with your Mountaineering Day School gear, and ready to go at 8:15 a.m. Guides will offer final packing and clothing suggestions. We depart BaseCamp immediately following our initial morning preparation. Transportation is provided between BaseCamp and Paradise in a private shuttle. The entire day is spent training on the lower snow slopes of Mt. Rainier, just above Paradise between 6,000 and 6,600 feet.
Our Mountaineering Day School offers participants an overview of various techniques which help meet the challenges set forth by this magnificent mountain. It serves as a great introduction or as a refresher if you haven't been in the hills for a while. Our guides are excellent teachers relaying this information to you in an easy to understand manner. On this day you will be introduced to a number of skills, from the basic techniques of efficient mountain travel (rest-stepping and pressure breathing) through cramponing, roped travel, and ice axe arrest practices.
Our first priority is the safety of all team members. During the School you will be asked to demonstrate that your fitness will allow you to climb safely, and that you are able to perform the new climbing skills proficiently. We will continue to assess each team member throughout the course of the training and the climb.
Following the day of training, the shuttle takes our group back to Rainier BaseCamp.

Please make your own arrangements to stay in the Ashford area this evening.
Training during the Mountaineering Day School

Days 3 & 4: The Summit Climb

8:15 a.m.: Meet at Rainier BaseCamp.
Day 3:  Check-in at Rainier BaseCamp.  Team assembles in preparation for the trip to Camp Muir.  After a short team meeting, the shuttle departs for Paradise, and our Summit Climb begins.
The Summit Climb takes place over the course of two days. On the first day we hike to Camp Muir, and on the second day we make the attempt on Mt. Rainier and return to Rainier BaseCamp.
The hike from Paradise (5,400') to Camp Muir (10,060') is nearly 4.5 miles, and will take us most of the day. The hike travels through the spectacular alpine zone and onto the Muir Snowfield, named after John Muir who climbed the peak in 1888. The Snowfield is climbed for some 3,000 vertical feet, opening up grand vistas of the wooded lowlands and flanking glaciers. Groups typically climb for about an hour or so and then break for 10 to 15 minutes.
Once at Camp Muir, the climb leader will address the specifics regarding the rest of the climb, including route conditions, food, equipment, clothing recommendations, and any further questions you might have. Accommodations at Muir consist of a small mountain hut with bunks and sleeping pads. After dinner we will retire to our sleeping bags to rest for the upcoming summit attempt.
Hiking up to Camp MuirThe Hut at Camp Muir
Day 4: Early in the morning we don ropes, crampons, helmets, and grab our ice axes. The Muir hut is locked during the climb, so items not needed for the summit bid may be left behind. The route on the upper mountain changes continually but typically begins with a rising traverse across the Cowlitz Glacier and then ascends the pumiced switchbacks of Cathedral Gap. This allows us to gain the mighty Ingraham Glacier, from which we will then access either the Ingraham Glacier or Disappointment Cleaver routes; the actual route choice will be determined by many factors and will be left to the professional discretion of your guides. The steeper Ingraham Headwall or Disappointment Cleaver will be the physical crux of the route. The remaining slopes and hours are whittled away as we zig and zag through the crevasses of the upper mountain. It is truly a spectacular climb, and one that you will remember for a long while to come. As we make our ascent, we climb steadily for one to two hours at a stretch, and then break for 10 to 15 minutes.
Beginning the climbReaching the top of the mountain

The summit of Mt. Rainier is spectacular. A large crater dominates the summit, with steam rising out of the cavernous summit vents. The bare ground near the summit can be warm to the touch. At 14,410 feet, Mt. Rainier is the highest point in Washington. After spending some time on top (depending on the weather), we begin the descent to Camp Muir. This takes about half the time of the ascent, and also requires significant effort. (Be sure that your training specifically includes preparations for descending. This will help ensure that your ability to safely descend is not compromised.) Once back at Camp Muir, the group will take a break and pack for the final hike down to Paradise. Our shuttle then takes the team down to Rainier BaseCamp. Plan on arriving back in Ashford in the late afternoon or early evening. We celebrate our adventure with a presentation of certificates.
The duration of the climb depends on many variables including snow conditions, the time of year, the route conditions, the weather during our climb, the temperature, etc. Those variables often affect our arrival time to Ashford, which might vary dramatically from climb to climb. For this reason we do not recommend scheduling an airline flight before midnight on the last day of your program.

For HELEN K.

We are climbing for Helen - Grandmother of a dear friend and colleague.  Her name will be added to the banner and carried to the summitt.

For Eleanor "Mammaw"

We are climbing for Eleanor - My (Jenothy's) husband's grandma who passed away in 2011 and had struggled many years with Alzhiemers.  I remember her smile and funny little giggle and the way she loved her oatmeal, ice cream and cookies!  She always "lit up" when her grand children came to visit or the family gathered together.  Eleanor's name will be added to the banner that we will carry on our hike and to the summit.  Thank you to her daughter for honoring her this way and supporting our climb.

For Leland:

We are climbing for Leland, retired pastor and loving husband who currently battles Alzhiemers.  Since the first time I met Leland at church, he has always been very kind and shared a wonderful sense of humor.  He has a great smile and tender eyes.  My heart and prayers go out to his wife and family.  His name will be placed on our banner and carried to the summit for the photo opp! 

For Helen S.:

We are climbing for Helen - her name will be added to the banner we plan to carry to the summit.  Thank you to her daughter for her donation and support of our project.  Blessings

For George:

We are climbing for George, pastor and beloved husband who struggled many years with Alzhiemers before his passing.  His name will be added to the banner we carry to the summit and we will remember and honor his life and family.

We are climbing for: Arlo

We are climbing in memory of Arlo, a friend's Great Grandfather.  We are adding his name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  It is our hope that our climb will honor and celebrate the life he lived.  
Keep the names coming, there's still time!

We are climbing for Wesley ("Pop")

We are climbing in memory of Wesley ("Pop"), a friend's Great Grandfather. The contributor writes: "Wesley "Pop" was a man of many great stories. He was a carpenter by trade.  He enjoyed fishing and his family. He was a father, stepfather, grandfather, great grandfather and the beloved husband to my great grandmother Georgia."  
We are adding his name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  It is our hope that our climb will honor and celebrate the life he lived.  


Thanks and keep them coming--there's still time!

Counting down

A sweaty 'Yours truly'  on the summit
with a little shameless advertising

Coincidentally, the family vacation destination proved to be a great opportunity to get in some last minute training.  Lake Lure, NC is tucked away in the mountainous, western part of the state.  After looking around online for some trails, I discovered that the highest point east of the Mississippi, Mount Mitchell, was a mere 42 miles away.  At 6684 feet, it's not quite Rainier, but a great way to put my training to the test with a ~5.7mi climb and 3600ft of elevation change.  The wife accompanied me on the rocky trail that really wasn't suited for grand views on the way to the summit.  We knew what was in store for us on the summit:  a bit of an anticlimactic feeling due to the paved walkway where kind folks walked ~200 feet from their cars.  Not a knock against these people, more of a 'why did I just go to all that trouble' thing.  Did see an elderly ex-Marine with a cane in each hand struggling to get to the top.  I hope to inspire people with this Rainier climb, but I will say that seeing this man inspired me, and also justified having the "easy" path to the summit.

The official marker

Wonder if they have something like this on the summit of Rainier?

We are climbing for ELDA

We are climbing for Elda, grandmother of a friend from church.  We are adding her name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  It is our hope that our climb will honor and celebrate the life she lived.  We pray also it will help support and provide hope for better treatments.  Here's to Elda! 

The Day Draws Near!

JENeral Comments - Thirteen days and counting!!  Spent the last few weeks getting comfy in my pack; wearing it for longer and longer periods of time, doing a little "urban hiking" along the Greenway Trail and around the High School walking path, AND getting a few odd looks here and there!  That, along with some jazzercise and running, I hope to feel strong come trip time!

Thank you all who have made a donation and continue to follow our blog.  I have been truly touched by your testimonies and sharing.  I feel honored to carry the names of loved ones on our climb.

We are climbing for: Thurman

We are climbing in memory of Thurman, a colleague's Grandfather.  We are adding his name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will climb to remember Thurman.  Thanks and keep them coming--there's still time!

We are climbing for: Lily

We are climbing in honor of Lily, a friend's Grandmother who continues to suffer from Alzheimer's Disease.  We are adding her name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will climb for Lily, and it is our hope that our climb brings some comfort to the family and provides some hope for better treatments.  Thanks and keep them coming!

We are climbing for: Hilbert

We are climbing in honor of Hilbert, a friend's Great Uncle ("my grandmother's dear brother whom she loves") who continues to suffer from Alzheimer's Disease.  We are adding his name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will climb for Hilbert, and it is our hope that our climb brings some comfort to the family and provides some hope for better treatments.  Thanks and keep them coming!

We are climbing for: Shirley P.

We are climbing in honor of Shirley, our Alzheimer's Association contact's Great Aunt.  We are adding her name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will climb to remember Shirley.  Thanks and keep them coming!!

We are climbing for: Thomas and Irene

We are climbing in memory of Thomas and Irene, Joey's neighbor's parents.  We are adding their name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will climb to remember Thomas and Irene.  Thanks and keep them coming!

Web Cam -- It's a great day on The Mountain!

Check out the mountain cam link down the left side of the blog to see what the weather's like on the upper mountain!

We are climbing for: Emily

We are climbing in memory of Emily, a friend's grandmother.  We are adding her name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will climb to remember Emily.  Thanks and keep them coming!

Tighten that core!

Carrying a 40-45 pound load can be hard on the legs, but a strong core enables you to better keep your balance when the extra weight moves as your upper body moves.  Boot Camp sessions wrap up with core exercises, some of which are pretty difficult.  Still trying to figure out how the instructors can easily speak through the exercises while I grunt and groan.  Here's a few shots of yours truly.  And yes, I actually did wear the pack for the cardio session, it's not just for show!  Another shout out to the instructors for doing such a great job.

Side plank

Center plank (keep that butt down a little more!)

"Supermans" to work the back--or would it be 'Supermen'??

Gear Check

Although this climb is considered as "non-technical", we in general are still using the same technical gear a general mountaineer uses.  Of course, technical climbs by nature require different and more challenging uses of the gear we'll have.

At any rate, below is what we'll be packing for Training Day, which is spent at about 6500 feet on the snowslopes above Base Camp.  I would imagine that we will also be using ropes, which already exist on the mountain.  Benefit number 34 of using a guide service is that they take care of (carry) any ropes that we'll need for the climb.  I imagine our summit pack will look a lot like this as well, with heavier clothing/jackets/pants in place of the lighter stuff.  Photo courtesy of www.whittakermountaineering.com.

And here's what we'll lug up to Camp Muir (10,188 ft) from Base Camp (5420 ft).  No worries, I will not forget to add the banner to my Gear Checklist.

We are Climbing for: Gail

We are climbing in memory of Gail, Joey and Jenothy's friend's grandmother.  We are adding her name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will climb to remember Gail.  Thanks!

Training update

It was Father's Day weekend so the family and I headed South to Hilly Country IN (opposed to flat central IN) to visit parents and in-laws and while I was down there hit Hayswood Park for some exercise.  Meant to bring a camera but I did grab a photo with my phone just before starting.  Not a great one, I'm at the top of a hill and the picture doesn't really do it justice.

At any rate, my older brother decided to join me.  Threw on my trusty 48-lb pack and started just after 8AM.  It was going to be a hot one.  The hill goes down to a 1-mile one-way flat paved trail that follows Big Indian Creek.  We decided that one lap would be a trip to the end of the trail and back plus another down-and-up the hill.  In under 3 hours, we ended up doing 3 laps.  According to his pedometer we did 8.8 miles which at first I thought was a high estimate, but knowing my hiking pace and the easy terrain, it could be close.  Either way, it was good just to get out and spend some time with my brother while getting in some exercise and working up a good sweat.

We are Climbing for: Russ

We are climbing for Russ, my Aunt's grandfather.  She writes, "My grandfather Russ Russell was a wonderful story teller, and growing up in the depression, being the son of a milliner, a 3 year, 9 month, and 11 day stint in the army during WWII, attending Loyola University, meeting and falling in love with my grandmother, working as an apparel buyer, and decades of travel made for delightful stories to my ears. A few years after a couple major heart surgeries and retirement the "I just can't remember's" started coming a little more frequent, but they were thought to just be just 'senior moments'. Though Alzheimer's progressed slowly over 15 years, thinking back I can vividly remember the chapters of the disease passing by. 

The world around was changing and mixed up, when in fact the change was happening within him and at first I think he recognized that. The ebb and flow of lucidity that slowly became just a shell of human skin with an empty eyed, memoryless frightened man inside. Getting confused and lost while driving in the town he'd lived in for over 40 years. 
The paranoia that people were stealing, the confusion of what decade it was and who loved ones were that he saw daily. Then just the silent scared man with empty eyes that could not even remember how to talk or chew food.

It's heartbreaking that at the time where you should look back and see how much your life has grown, where you've come and gone, and to watch your family grow, that your own body has turned against you. Your mind has closed and locked the doors and you are left suffer alone in the prison of your own body. I've always wondered who the disease is worse for the person with it or the family who watches it. Your efforts to find a cure bring hope to all that are affected. And hopefully someday families won't have to feel this pain.

We will Climb to Remember Russ and add his name to the banner.  Thanks for the great memory!

Training - Stepping it up (pun intended)

Well, another session of Boot Camp started the week of June 4, making this week #2 out of 4.  Tuesday I decided to turn it up a notch by wearing my daypack (weighing in at 18 lbs) during the workout.  I got a few "you're crazy" looks, but after an explanation those looks trasformed into "that's awesome".  Hopefully they will be reading this post soon.  That Boot Camp session included some work on a stationary bike, some running and some plyometrics (lunges, squat jumps, pushups, etc).  I was wiped out most of the day.  Luckily, Jenothy set up some hiking time for us on Tuesday evening.  What better way to work out a little fatigue with climbing some hills?

So, we took off to a conservation club her family uses.

We threw on our loaded packs and right off the bat, a nice steep hill to climb.  Here's Jenothy telling me to hurry up.  She can be pretty impatient sometimes  :)  Kidding of course.

The trail is a loop with several steep hills with no switchbacks, much like the Knobstone Trail, so it's perfect for training.  Rugged terrain makes you think about every step, which I think simulates what we'll encounter on the majority of our adventure.  After about 90 minutes, the sun was setting and we called it quits.  Planning on coming back and getting some more time on the hills.  Here's us taking a quick break for a photo op (couple of posers...)

We are climbing for: Leona

We are climbing in honor of Leona, a friend's grandmother who continues to suffer from Alzheimer's Disease.  We are adding her name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will climb for Leona, and it is our hope that we can bring a cure closer to becoming a reality.  Thanks!

We are Climbing for: Emma

We are climbing in honor of Emma, an Ott family friend who continues to struggle with Alzheimer's Disease.  We are adding her name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will climb for Emma, and it is our hope that we can bring a cure closer to becoming a reality.  Thanks!

We are Climbing for: Jenny and Earl

We are climbing in memory of Jenny and Earl, Joey's neighbor's parents.  We are adding their names to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will remember Jenny and Earl.  Thanks!

Enormity and Mental Toughness

The Mountain.  This is what many Pacific Northwesterners, and perhaps many others, call Mount Rainier.  It's big.  It doesn't just get noticed from ~100 miles away in Seattle, WA, it dominates the southeastern skyline.  I've heard that when Seattle-ites talk about the weather, it's not about if the sun's out.  It's "oh, The Mountain is out today."  Now, I've never been to Seattle, so this is all hearsay until July 13 2012.

A view of The Mountain from Seattle--from Google image search

I've been told that the enormity of it all can be mentally overpowering.  I don't doubt that at all.  My father-in-law has told me about some experienced backpackers that went for the summit but couldn't get over the mental aspect.  The feelings of insignificance, powerlessness, and vulnerability versus The Mountain will constantly bombard your mind before you take one step up.  Sounds of cracking ice reverberate in the darkness of the night while you try to sleep at 10,000 feet and while you summit, when your only source of light is the headlamp on your helmet and the moon and stars in the sky, constantly challenging your racing imagination of the unknown.  Mental.  Better be prepared for it and any other unknown challenges we may face.

Enormity.  That's one little dude on one big mountain.  From Google image search

Paying the price: 31-mile hike

See previous post on the 31-mile hike...
Well, the soreness from the hike itself went away fairly quickly, however, some lingering issues have prevented me from working out since the hike.  After romping through 31 miles of Southern Indiana forest, my legs were pretty torn up and now different areas of poison ivy are popping up.  So, I've taken the week off and obtained some prednisone to help clear it all up.  Another session of 4-week long Boot Camp starts next week and hoping to get another long day or two of endurance training in at some point in June.

Still getting more and more excited as days pass by and the big climb draws near!

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31 mile hike

I'm back from my 2-day solo adventure on the Knobstone Trail, Indiana's longest (link:  http://www.in.gov/dnr/outdoor/4224.htm).  I've read somewhere that hiking the trail in its entirety results in approximately 20,000 feet of elevation change between gains and losses, making it the best thing around for an endurance training.  Whoever mapped it out didn't understand the concept of a switchback.  If there's a ravine, you'll go straight down it, cross it, and then go straight up the other side...using 'steps' that at times are a good upper-knee height.

I hit the trail at 7:50 AM on a hot Memorial Day weekend.  Elk Creek Lake was nice in the morning sunshine, but I knew it was going to be a hot couple of days.  I drank a full liter of water on the car trip down.  My plan was to do about 18-20 miles the first day and the rest of the 31 mile trek the next day.  At mile ~9 and 11 AM I hit the south split of the upper 12-mile loop, and it was lunchtime.  Stopped for some jerky and assessed my water situation, I went east.

At 2:15PM (16.5 mi) I came upon Delaney Park Trailhead, where there's camping and running water.  It was a sight for sore eyes, as my supply was dwindling.  Took some time there to wash up and drink a full liter of water. Back on the trail at 3PM.  At this point I was feeling pretty good and thinking about where to call home for the night.  After a handful of hills, there was a pleasant couple of miles of flat terrain.  I motored  back to the south loop split (21 mi) and assessed.  My knee and ankle ached a little, but not enough to stop.  There weren't any good campsites where I was, so I slowed my pace down to conserve energy.  After another 3 miles, I was spent and found a nice place to call home for the night.  After 24 miles, I was in bed and asleep before dark.

Rise and shine at 6:30.  Wanted to get an early start and finish before the heat of the day arrived.  7 miles to go.  I was pretty sore, so I again didn't try to see how fast I could go, seeing if I could average 25 minute miles so I could be done before 11 AM.  Wasn't hungry but forced myself to eat, I knew I needed the fuel. Broke camp and headed out around 7:45AM.  Found a nice little creek to refill my water supply for the final push.  Good thing I did, or I might have had to resort to the jugs I saw at the trailhead where started!  Was in the truck and headed back home by 11.  Ready for a shower and a nap!

On the jug: Water.  25 cents a swallow.  Leave mony here.  Next water jug 10 miles <--   12 miles  -->

And no, not a typo for mony.  Funny enough I didn't see any quarters lying around.

We are Climbing For: Clarence

We are climbing in memory of Clarence, Joey's wife's Great Grandfather.
His Granddaughter writes:  He'd call and ask how to get to his bathroom, then he'd lay the phone down and I'd have to go out and hang up the phone.  He'd call me at 3 in the morning and ask why the paper wasn't in his box.  Once he couldn't stay by himself and was at the nursing home, he often didn't know me, but I'd go and sing old hymns and he would whistle along with me singing and that became our time together.

We are adding Clarence to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will remember Clarence.  Thanks!

We are Climbing for: Mildred

We are climbing in memory of Mildred, Joey's high school classmate's grandmother.  We are adding her name to the banner for the photo op at the summit!  We will remember Mildred.  Thanks!

Climbing in Central Indiana??

So I'm sure all 3 followers of this blog (c'mon, people sign up!!) are wondering what I'm doing to train in central IN (elev. 300 ft) so that I can climb up to 14401 ft.
Well, first and foremost, I have to thank my employer's gym and the National Institute of Fitness and Sport (NIFS) staff that run the gym.  I've been a regular attendee at Boot Camp even before I knew I was going to climb.  Boot Camp consists of a great mixture of cardio intervals, plyometrics, and weights.  The NIFS staff really does a great job.  Special shout out to Jordan for tailoring a lifting regimen that I've followed since the beginning of the year, working it in between Boot Camp sessions.  A few years ago, I would have said this is a bit too girly, but they've also held a 4wk spinning class that I do for a change of pace--and it is also enjoyable.
Lately, I've been strapping on the pack (weighing in at 49 lbs) and climbing the stairway at the gym.  I'll save you the math and just say that 30 trips is roughly 1000 vertical feet up and 1000 feet down.  I've got it timed to where I do a lap in about 1min 15 seconds, and this morning I did 41 laps in 50 minutes.  On days I don't workout I try to do sets of pushups and situps.
Longer than one hour workouts is what I've thus far been lacking, but hoping to get out a few times.  I feel pretty good where I am right now.  My biggest fear is how I'll deal with the altitude, but that's for another post.  I'll keep all three of you on the edge of your seat!

Jenothy's Journal

Jenothy's Journal It is hard to imagine what it must be like to lose your memory. It's one thing to forget where you left your car keys or what you had for breakfast a week ago, but its quite another thing to forget the name of your own child, your spouse of 50 years or the how to write your own name. Although I have not personally experience the pain and heartache of watching someone you dearly love fade away into the world of Alzheimer's, my heart breaks for those who have. The more I learn about this tragic disease the more compelled I am to help find a cure and raise awareness. I hope you will prayerfully consider how you can help support our efforts and make a donation. Help is not only "climb to remember" but climb for a cure!

We are Climbing for: Wilma

I'm climbing in memory of my grandma, Wilma.  My grandma was strong and determined.  Born and raised on a farm.  She wanted to have a girl so bad, it took her 6 tries--first five were ornery boys and finally the girl.  Numerous grandkids and great-grandkids and counting.  She always made sure that no one went hungry--provider.  Cancer survivor.
Knowing all the life's challenges she had gone through made dealing with her Alzheimer's disease very difficult, and while watching her decline, knowing the unavoidable end result made it that much more sad.  There was nothing Dad and his siblings could do for her: no cure, no reversal, no surgery to correct it or remove it, only to be there to provide the care she needed.  It got too much for Grandpa to handle by himself.  The family tried to move them to assisted living, but it didn't quite work out.  There were several plots to escape by Grandpa.  No kidding, he got close a couple times...some pretty funny stories looking back.
Then Grandpa died. This is what sticks out in my mind the most. She was so in and out of reality. It was an emotional challenge for my family in dealing with the loss of Grandpa all the while answering Grandma's repeated questions about who's giving her ice cream that night. Grandma would sob uncontrollably, then the next instant say to people "you heard that Carl died" like it happened years ago.  Grandma passed away shortly after Grandpa.
It was so difficult to see someone you've looked up to for so long, someone who battled and survived cancer, to lose their life to something like Alzheimer's.  It's a hopeless feeling, and I'm sure that Dad, Mom, Aunts and Uncles can attest to that.  And this is exactly why this disease has to be stopped.  There is a cure out there somewhere and we have to find it.

Please send me the story of your loved one at otter_sports@yahoo.com, and we'll post it here, and we'll climb to remember them too.