My friend Adam called me to go on an overnighter and said that his friend Craig had wanted to try for Mt Daniel. I said sure and Monday afternoon we left Seattle and headed east. After a long forest road drive we were at the trailhead and took to the trail at 5:00pm.

It didn't take too long before we were hiking in the dark with the assistance of our headlamps. Our goal for the night was Peggy's Pond and we got there and set up camp near some other nice people. After a quick dinner is was time to get cozy in the sleeping bags and get rested for our try at the summit in the morning.
We awoke and there was breeze in the air but the skies were clear and we saw patches of snow on the mountains high above.

I ate some nice warm oatmeal and we got ready for a great day. We left the pond basin and started up the southeast ridge and the winds gradually got stronger as we gained more elevation. Luckily the air wasn't too cold as I was in short sleeves. We hopped to and from boulder trying to keep off the snow as much as possible.
By this point Craig's stomach was giving him some problems and he was lagging behind a bit. We'd stop and let him catch and then give him a chance to rest before heading further up.
We finally made it to the top of the ridge and could see for miles in almost any direction. The views we spectacular and the winds were howling!!


At about 7500' Craig decided to stop and head back to camp. Adam and I decided to push further on and see how far we could get. At this point we decided to don our helmets as the route was getting more rocky.
Very quickly the route got pretty sketchy and the snow and ice didn't make things any easier. The winds were racing up the side of the mountain and blasting us with loose snow and ice pellets from below making our faces feel like they were getting sandblasted. There was one very tricky manuveur that I hope to never encounter the likes of again. We basically had to hug this big rock with a hand on either side of it and shift our body around it with no footholds at all. A slip of a hand would have meant a certain fall with some painful consequences. Had we not both felt comfortable with this situation we certainly would not have tackled it. I was very surprised though that even with the danger I was calm and my adrenaline was not pumping and my anxiety was low. Now don't think that I wasn't a bit scared, I was scared and very cautious!! I must say that it is indeed a very intense feeling to be holding onto a rock for dear life with no footholds and all the while getting blasted by upwards of probably 50 mph wind gusts!!!! WOW!!!!
Finally we were through the tough stuff and at a saddle below the east peak. We decided to press onward towards the true summit, the west peak. Traversing under the east peak was no easy feet either. there was loose talus on top of hard dirt on a very steep slope and didn't offer too many good footholds to enable a safe passage. There was one section that I really did not like. Adam helped me navigate my way through until I got up to a better section of "trail". Wrapping our way around the east peak we finally got a view of the middle peak and the smokestack to the north.

At this point we decided to throw in the towel for the day as we still had to get back to camp, pack up and make 6 more miles back to the car. We headed back to the saddle and from there we dropped below the ridge and traversed a snow slope back to a lower part on the ridge before heading back down.


We rejoined Craig on the ridge as he was taking his time getting down while enjoying the views and such. Got to the pond in good time and took down our camp and continued on our way back to the car.

Oh, and can I say how much I love the colors out here this time of year!!!

To watch the video that I made on this trip click
here.
A full but small set of pictures can be found
here.