Mt Blaurock – 13,626 & Ervin Peak – 13,538

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RT Length: 6 miles

Elevation Gain: 3821’

There’s currently a curfew in place in Colorado Springs, so the beginning of the drive felt a bit ominous: I didn’t see any other vehicles on the road until I made it to the freeway, and even then there were very few vehicles compared to normal, even for 1am, and even when compared to being quarantined. I’d stopped for gas the day before so I didn’t need to stop at all this morning. With less people out I felt like I saw more wildlife: 4 foxes and a dozen or so elk. I made it to Winfield around 4am and decided to take the easy 4WD dirt road a little further, past the cemetery to some dispersed camping spots .85 of a mile from Winfield. You can park at Winfield and it won’t add more than 2 miles to this hike.

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Looking at a topo map, I wanted to follow Grey Copper Creek to begin. After finding a dispersed parking spot I headed northwest in the dark, following game trails, zig-zagging in what felt like I was in a horror movie until I hit the creek. The creek was easy to find because there’s been a recent avalanche in the area.   This also made the creek easy to follow (after initially climbing over some downed trees).

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I crossed the creek and stayed on the west side, startling a porcupine as I went. There are new game trails starting here that parallel the creek.

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There are a few ways to summit Mt Blaurock: You can follow the creek until it ends and continue climbing until you make it to the Blaurock/Ervin saddle, or gain the south ridge and follow that route. There was still some snow in the gully so I decided to take the south ridge route.

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There is no special point to gain the south ridge. I turned and headed west after a little over a mile of hiking, aiming for the ridge

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From treeline it was easy to see the route, following the ridge northeast

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The first part of the ridge is an easy stroll on tundra

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Once the tundra ended the loose rock began and didn’t quit until the hike was almost over and I was back at the avy area. I’d call it rotten rubble, or choss most of the way. I rounded the first bump in the ridge to the left, climbed straight over the second, and then took a gully up to the top. There is some loose rock here.

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Here’s a look back down to this point

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Turning left (northwest) I dipped down to the left a few times to avoid snow and unnecessary ridge crossings

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Of course, the summit is the furthest ‘hump’ on the ridge

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I followed a small, rock filled gully to the summit

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I summited Mt Blaurock at 7:30am

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Mt Blaurock Summit:

There are some great views of surrounding peaks, a few of which I visited last week;

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I headed back over the ridge on the same path I took in:

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Here’s looking down at the traverse between Blaurock and Ervin Peak. The hike down to the saddle from Blaurock is easy

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I met a nice ptarmigan along the way

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Here’s a look from the saddle of the ridge to Blaurock and Ervin

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This is where it gets tricky. Here’s the route I took to avoid the snow:

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It looks like there might be a class 2 path here along the right (south) side, but with the snow in key areas I wasn’t able to take that route. There was snow in this section, turning the rest of the hike into class 3 on loose rock. I had one rock the size of a microwave fall while I was testing it. Luckily, I was just testing and didn’t have any weight on the rock. It scared me though. A helmet would be a good idea. Note which areas actually “go”: The dirt gullies here make it look like there are trails where there are not. Here are pictures of how I navigated the ridge. This took quite a bit of careful route finding.

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This is actually easier than it looks. Class 3, and I placed a cairn here so I’d remember how to get back (there are a lot of drastic drops in this area).

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The last hurdle was unavoidable snow just before the summit. I tested the snow and honestly considered turning back. The snow was slippery and a fall would have took me a long way. In the end I strapped on my crampons and got out my ice axe, glad I’d brought both. I traversed these two areas (about 40 feet each) gingerly.

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The last bit up to the summit was full of loose rock but was straightforward

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I summited Mt Ervin at 9:30am (that’s Mt Hope in the background)

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Ervin Peak Summit:

I didn’t stay long on the summit. The day was warm and the snow was melting fast: I wanted to cross the snowy areas as quickly as possible to avoid slipping. I turned around and headed back the way I’d come.

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I was making this a loop, so when I hit the westernmost part of the ridge I turned and headed southwest down. This ridge was easy to navigate but full of loose, rolling rocks. It was slow going because I had to be careful with foot placement. This ridge kind of turns right as it goes. Here’s a hint: If it’s daylight, just keep heading towards the switchbacks that you can see in the middle of the picture below.

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From about halfway down the ridge here’s looking back at Mt Blaurock and Ervin Peak. The blue arrow points to where you could hike from the landslide area straight to the saddle instead of taking the ridges up and down

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Here you can see you want to meet back up with the landslide area, and that to do so you’ll be bushwhacking through dense aspen. I could still see the switchbacks, but only just barely and only because the aspens aren’t completely full of leaves yet.

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There were enough game trails here to follow not to make this too difficult. It would have been easier if I were 2 feet tall though, because those trails go under logs and through brush.

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I made it back to the landslide area, took a picture of it in the daylight, and turned and headed south towards my parking space.

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I made it back to my truck at 12pm, making this a 6 mile hike/climb with 3821’ of elevation gain in 8 hours, most of it spent route finding and watching for rolling rocks.

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Here’s a picture of the saddle, should you choose to ascend that way

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When I got home and started jotting down notes I realized today I’d hiked my 145th unique 13er, as well as my 145th unique bicentennial. Pretty cool!

Also, it’s time to retire my hiking boots, as they are no longer waterproof. They almost made it a year….

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13,626 – (attempt) from Grouse Canyon

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RT Length: 5.67 miles
Elevation Gain: 3772’

Note:  My successful summit of PT 13626 can be found here.

I got a late start on this one. My alarm didn’t go off and I woke up an hour late. Then I got stuck for an hour on HWY 24 around Manitou. I’m not sure why the road was closed, but I sat there for over an hour behind a Lay’s Delivery truck, stuck about 100 feet from the off-ramp. I could see flashing red and blue lights, but other then that it was dark. I’m guessing there was an accident just before we arrived. This made me really late to the trailhead, but I was hoping that since this is a shorter hike I’d avoid the mushy snow. I was wrong.

I arrived at the trailhead and was on the trail by 6am.

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The sun was already starting to rise. I followed 292 for a tenth of a mile and turned right onto the trail

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You can drive a vehicle up this road, but I’d say it’s more 4WD than I’d like. I was glad I’d parked where I had.

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Just before the real start to the trail there was a warning sign:

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Hmmmm. I looked at my topo map and couldn’t find Agnes Vaille Falls anywhere. Well, I was planning on summiting 13,636 and not Mt Princeton, so I figured I’d just keep an eye out for danger and not ascend/descend anything that looked like a “falls”.
There wasn’t much of a trail, but there were cairns

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The problem was the cairns didn’t lead me to the right place. They led me to a small waterfall (oh no! Was this the falls?)

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So I turned right (northeast) and headed up the steep mountainside to avoid the falls and ascend to the ridge.

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This is actually much steeper than it looks. I found game trails and cairns everywhere, but none of them seemed to lead anywhere. Around 10,000’ I reached a plateau/ridge of sorts and turned left (north) and followed some cairns across the mountainside

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It was pretty obvious to me I was the first one on this ‘trail’ all year

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I came to an avalanche area. I don’t think it’s from this year; maybe last year? I just headed towards the ravine, being careful to watch for rolling logs

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I followed the ravine to treeline. This was actually harder than it sounds, as the snow was already mush in areas, yet solid in others. It was like playing a reverse game of whack-a-mole.

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I stuck to the rocks wherever possible

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At treeline I made my way for the ridge. Unfortunately, what little snow there was unavoidable here. It doesn’t look like a lot, but I was postholing in areas and needing crampons in others.

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When I reached the ridge this was the route I was supposed to take towards 13,636

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So I headed on down to the basin. The first step I took onto the snow I sank up to my knee. Drat! The snow here was crunchy: about 6 inches of crust sitting on top of millions of small boulders (think toaster ovens and microwaves). I could tell trekking over the snow here wasn’t going to be safe and would only get worse as the day went on.

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OK, plan B: Maybe the ridge goes up and around the basin? Looking at my topo map said it was worth a try. I headed back up to the ridge and followed it northeast

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It had been my goal to find another way towards 13,626, but as I climbed higher I realized that was too dangerous: the ridge didn’t connect properly and there was potential for rockfall. It looked like this was a popular hangout for mountain goats (tons of tracks/scat/hair).

Plan C: Well, if I couldn’t summit 13,636 today I’d just change plans and summit 14er Mt Princeton. I knew I was close (probably a mile away) and I knew I could summit from this side. Here’s the route I intended to take (Mt Princeton is actually a little further to the northeast, on the other side of the ridge

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I kept trudging along, until finally I decided to stop and put on some sunscreen. It was around 12,800’ I here I noticed I’d lost my water bottle! Oh no! I wasn’t thirsty, but I knew it was supposed to be warm today and to go on any further without water would have been a bad idea, even if I rarely drink on hikes. Drat! Because I didn’t have any water I made the decision to turn around. I felt it was the responsible thing to do. I turned around and headed back down the ridge

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The snow was getting soft, and I was postholing in areas I’d walked across before

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Yep, it was wise not to summit 13,636 today. I followed the ravine back down, bushwhacking a lot of the way to avoid postholing up to my thighs

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I took a slightly different route back down, as there were cairns and game trails everywhere. I never knew which trail I was on, but tried to mirror my ascent as much as possible. It kept getting warmer and warmer, and I was glad I’d turned back: I was getting thirsty! I ended up descending a little more east than I’d ascended, down a heavily forested scrub oak/chaparral area. It was not pretty: I had branches hitting me in the face and used my pole to fend them off

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It was all to avoid this huge boulder (I ascended to the left, descended to the right). It didn’t feel like either way was correct, but in hindsight the left (west)was probably the safer option up and down.

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I was so excited when I made it back to the trail!

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I took it the short distance to my truck. When I got there I got out a bottle of juice and downed most of it. Yes, turning back had been a good idea today. I got in my truck and started driving to the next trailhead.

Here’s the topo of my route. I still got in some decent elevation gain (3772’)

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After driving for 5 minutes I ran my hand across the back of my neck… and felt something. I pinched it and looked at it: a tick! Ah! I flapped my hand to get it off, and thought I had, but when I turned my hand over it was crawling on the back of my hand. Luckily I had a pair of pliers in the front seat. I pulled over, picked up the pliers, and squeezed the tick before throwing it out the window. Wow. That’s the second tick I’ve seen in Colorado ever, and the second tick I’ve seen this year (the other was on the east coast in March on a highpointing expedition).

I kept driving, touching the back of my neck every few minutes checking for another tick. This tick was in the same place as the last one I’d had a few months ago. Wouldn’t you know it, 5 minutes later, another tick!!! In the same place. Ewww! I pulled over and got rid of it the same way as the first.

OK, now I was seriously weirded out. Every 30 seconds or so I’d touch the back of my neck, searching for another tick. By the time I made it to the next trailhead I hadn’t seen/felt one. I parked and got out my comb to do my hair. When I looked in the mirror I saw ANOTHER tick climbing up my braid! This was getting ridiculous! I disposed of this one the same way and decided to do a thorough tick check. I re-braided my hair, careful to use the comb and try to comb out any stray ticks. I didn’t find any more, but I was weirded out for the rest of the night (and much into the next day). Nope, I definitely wasn’t hiking 13,636 through Grouse Canyon on my next attempt: too many ticks!!! 3 in one day, when I’ve only ever seen 1 in the 13 years I’ve lived in Colorado.