Saturday, January 29, 2011

Postscript


Enjoying the street scene in Mendoza
Estadio Malvinas Argentinas in Mendoza
7 tonne, 100+ year old olive oil press
Once back in Mendoza, we had just over a week to kick back, relax, eat, drink and explore the beautiful city.  Of course we were tourists, but the pace of life seemed to have a more relaxed, less frenetic feel to it.  The practice of the siesta contributed mightily to this impression - most businesses and other activities shut down from about 1:30 - 4:30 pm every day, and pick up again afterward.  During this time we would typically take a rest and be ready to go again by the end of the afternoon.  Starting at about 8 pm, diners would think about eating, and it wouldn't be until 10 or 10:30 pm that dinner would be in full swing.  After dinner we would stroll in Plaza Indepencia, a major park in the middle of town, where craftspeople, street performers and food vendors plied their respective trades; and families, lovers and tourists mingled in the warm, mid-summer nights.  Our evenings invariably ended around midnight with a trip to the helados (ice cream) shop.  One day we took a long walk to a huge park north of town which purportedly included a zoo (we never found it), and a 1976-vintage soccer stadium, built for the 1978 World Cup hosted by Argentina.  Another day we went to Maipú - a nearby agricultural city where we visited a couple olive oil production estates, and a Bodega - winery.  We all agreed that the time we spent in Mendoza was a couple of days longer than needed, so we were good and ready to return home after a week of leisure and indulgence.
Bodega Cecchin in Maipú

Al fresco lunch under a walnut tree in the vineyard
Reflecting on our four weeks in Argentina at the end of our journey, we all had a great sense of  accomplishment that can only be achieved by identifying and working hard toward a goal.  I was reminded that many of the greatest satisfactions in my own life have been borne from situations in which the toil was great and where the outcome was uncertain - something I will try to keep in mind as I plan future endeavors.

I have posted a compilation of some of the best photos of our expedition to Cerro Aconcagua taken by me and Steve at: http://picasaweb.google.com/gclawrence/AconcaguaDec2010Jan2011?authkey=Gv1sRgCPGm-qXH6qDePQ#

I have enjoyed keeping this blog, and believe there will be more blogs in my future.  One of topics I will be blogging about is my experience with the purchase of a new electric car - the Nissan Leaf:  http://livingwithleaf.blogspot.com/.  I have had a Leaf reserved for nearly half a year, and am told that I will actually be able to order one of some 20,000 to be delivered in the US this year, sometime in February, taking delivery 2 - 3 months later.  My interest is to not only share my impressions of this automobile, but more importantly to critically investigate the true energy efficiency and viability of electric vehicles.  At this point, I need to be convinced that these vehicles will make a positive contribution to energy conservation and reducing carbon footprint.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Support on the Mountain

When we first arrived at Base Camp at the start of our trip we were tired and hungry, and after we set up camp we opted to eat in the mess tent maintained by Aconcagua Trek - our muleteers. The mainstay of Aconcagua Trek, as well as numerous other companies, is guiding in addition to providing other logistical services. The first person we met on our arrival was Veronika - chief cook, logistician and ombudsman for Aconcagua Trek. In a cheerful mix of English and Spanish we determined such important information as where to pitch our tent, the location of the key for the toilet, where and how to collect water, etc. During the times we were in Base Camp Veronika helped us with sat-phone calls, internet access, and other essential tasks, but never during siesta time - about 1:30 - 4:30 pm, when she would be sleeping on a mattress in the back of the communications tent!
Steve, Veronika and Ben in Base Camp
That first night at dinner in the mess tent we also met Fernando and Mariana - two guides working with an outfitter that was somehow associated with Aconcagua Trek. Fernando had Latin-pop-singer good looks and was open, charming and engaging - he told us he had summited the mountain eight times, and this was his first trip of the season. Mariana had only summited once, and this was her first working trip after having attended guide training school - her continual banter and teasing belied nervousness at her new responsibilities. Their six or eight clients were a potpourri of aspirants - "Quebec," a young woman from Quebec City and her boyfriend; Serge, from the Champagne region of France; Pat, a professor of dermatology from Louisiana; and several others. We shared dinner and conversation with all of them, and Fernando was generous with his encouragement, suggestions and candor.

In our weeks on the mountain, we found that indeed most ascent attempts are guided. Not only do the guiding companies provide route-finding, they also provide many other services such as meal preparation, melting snow for drinking water, setting up tents, etc. Most guided groups hire porters who do all this work plus carry gear from one camp to the next. We and the several other groups of unguided climbers were afforded a certain measure of respect by our fellow climbers because the physical act of climbing is but a small fraction of what is necessary to sustain an expedition.
Our tent at Camp Colera
Once a day's climbing is done, the tent must be pitched - often in high winds or snow; stoves must be lit for melting snow or ice for drinking water; and a meal must be prepared. At temperatures of 0 - 15 deg. F the process of collecting and melting snow and (sometimes) filtering water may take 2 1/2 - 3 hours or longer. Boiling water for meals takes a similarly long time, and once all these chores are done it was typically after dark and getting very cold. There were numerous times that we were more than envious of the guided groups who arrived at camp to pitched tents, filled water bottles, hot tea, and meals other than freeze-dried Mountain House cuisine!

From our observations, guided clients slept two-to-a-tent in good 3-4 person tents. Because managing weight was critical to us, we carried one 3-person tent. It is said that one of the most critical elements of expedition planning is in choosing the team participants, and we have a laser-keen appreciation of that! For greater than a two week period, we shared a 4 x 7 foot tent which we occupied for more than 12 hours per day, had no access to showers, and wore the same clothing for days or weeks at a time! Tolerance, a propensity to see humor in many situations, and a commitment to the end goal were all qualities that were necessary and tested! (It can be reported that we enjoyed one another's company experiencing Mendoza once off the mountain!).
Sharing a meal of Parma ham, cheese and crackers in our cozy tent
We were on roughly the same ascent schedule as Fernando and Mariana's team and we ended up climbing from Nido de Condores to Camp Colera on the same day - the day was windy and snowy and Fernando was once again helpful with route-finding assistance, and exhibited an outward confidence and joy at his task. Though the following day, January 10 dawned clear, it had snowed 10 - 12 inches (25 - 30 cm) overnight, high winds drifted the snow and the summit appeared to be beset by the infamous Vientes Blancos (White Winds). We talked with some of the other parties, and all agreed that a summit attempt on this day would not be prudent. So we were presented with the opportunity to acclimatize one further day at 19,600 ft (5,970 m)!

By the morning of summit day, January 11, Fernando and Mariana's clients had been reduced to only Serge, the others having succumbed to AMS, inability to eat, cold, or some other malady associated with high altitude expeditions. We knew by then that the role of multiple guides is as much to accompany clients off the mountain as anything else (junior guides likely get few summit opportunities). Fernando and Serge set out a bit earlier than we on that morning, and we heard Serge's French-accented victory whoop from the summit not 20 minutes before we achieved it. Heartfelt high fives and hugs were shared between our party and Fernando & Serge as they surrendered the cumbre and we ascended it.
Steve, Fernando, Ben and Serge back in Base Camp after successfully summiting
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Monday, January 17, 2011

Keeping Order on the Mountain

About 3,000 to 4,000 individuals register to climb Cerro Aconcagua each year according to park records (2,176 so far this climbing season). Although we have not been able to find exact statistics, we're told that about 1/3, or 1,000 successfully summit of those who register - the Guardaparques and other park personnel told us it's difficult to keep accurate stats on this.

Checking in prior to entering the Park
This kind of usage puts quite a large strain on the wilderness ecosystem. In our reading in preparation for our trip, there were widely varying accounts of the climbing experience, with older reports telling of a very dirty environment with human waste behind every rock, and little regard for maintaining the quality of the wilderness. In later accounts we read that in recent years the Provincial Park Authority has been making a concerted effort to institute controls to return the park to as pristine an environment as possible, given the impact of the high amount of visitors. Indeed, we found that the efforts undertaken have been quite effective, and we were, for the most part impressed with the quality of the environment.

The Park Authority has done this in a number of ways. First, they have substantially raised the climbing fees to perhaps lower the impact (number of climbers), and to provide more personnel - prior to our arrival we were expecting a climbing registration fee of 2,000 Argentinian Pesos; in fact we learned on our arrival that the fees had just been raised to 3,000 Pesos (US$750) for foreign climbers! Next, at registration at the Park entrance everyone is issued a numbered trash bag that needs to be turned in to a climber's contracted mule outfitter at the end of the stay in the Park, subject to hefty fine if the weight of said bag does not meet some prescribed minimum weight. Finally, when climbers reach Base Camp, they must register with the Guardaparques to climb higher, and are issued a numbered "MF" (Material Fecal) bag - or as the on-duty Guardaparque eloquently termed in our Spanglish registration conversation, a shit-bag. On leaving Base Camp the MF bag must be turned into the Guardaparques in the checkout process whereby it is somehow gauged to be of sufficient volume or weight to correspond with the time spent on the mountain, and placed in large barrels that are helicoptered off the mountain at regular intervals in good weather.
Helicopter ferrying supplies and/or waste in or out of Base Camp
On entering the Park and getting into position to climb, there are two locations, Camp Confluencia and Plaza de Mulas/Base Camp where all climbers are mandatorily examined by resident doctors conducting a battery of tests including blood-oxygen saturation level, pulse rate, blood pressure, lung function and subjective opinion based on observations and questioning. We weren't sure if a doc can prevent a climber from proceeding further, but everyone seemed to take their counsel very seriously.

Preparing to check in with the Guardaparques at Confluencia
As far as we were concerned, all of these control elements resulted in an impressively clean environment and well-managed experience. The quantity of Guardaparques was adequate (on summit day we ran into one at the base of the infamous 1,000 vertical ft (300 m) Canaletta, conversing with climbers, and admonishing those who were too exhausted to continue, to turn back. We feel certain that current written accounts of climbing Cerro Aconcagua will not include cautionary reports of a dirty environment and inadequate staffing.

Long Exit

We celebrated with burgers, pizza and beer on the day we returned to Base Camp from Camp Colera (Camp Wrath). We felt particularly deserving since by the time we picked up our cached gear at Nido de Condores we were toiling with 60+ lb (27+ kg) packs on the lengthy, steep descent. The day - January 12, was also Ben's birthday, so we had double reason to celebrate! It appeared that Base Camp had been transformed from a sleepy backwater to a thriving boomtown on our return. Many new climbers had arrived and set up their base-of-operations - a hugh Russian team, complete with new gear, banners and loud exhortations; some Italians in the several tents next to us, and many other aspirants hailing from all corners of the earth. The afternoon was warm and fair - perfect for sorting and repacking gear in preparation for our exit the following morning.

Thursday, January 13 dawned clear, cold and relatively calm. We lit our stove and shared one last morning of huddling around the meager warmth of the white gas flame sipping coffee, eating oatmeal and discussing the day's activities. After taking down our tents and completing our packing, we lugged our two duffels each to the mule-loading area and completed our check-out chores. This consisted of having our bags weighed by the muleteers to determine what to be charged, turning in our trash to them (we were all issued numbered trash bags on our entry to the park by the Guardaparques - Rangers, on our entry), signing out with the Guardaparques and turning in our separate MF bags (explanation in subsequent post) on the way out of camp. We also said goodbyes to some good friends we had made during our two weeks in the park and on the mountain and finally headed out of Base Camp by about 10:30 hours, on the nearly 18 mile (30 km) trek to the park entrance.

Sharing the steep trail down from Base Camp with the mules
We were feeling pretty uplifted and happy with ourselves on this morning of our exodus from our successful ascent of Cerro Aconcagua, but life has a way of being sure we retain humility! So it was this morning when at the very beginning, steep & loose part of the descent from Base Camp, I slipped and fell while attempting to skirt a group of about 20 leisurely trekkers, badly turning my ankle and bruising my bum, not to mention my ego. Thankfully nothing was broken and I was able to get into the rhythm of walking/hobbling out.


Views of the majestic Horcones Valley as we hiked out with the wind at our backs
The day was glorious and we walked nearly nonstop through the massive, beautiful and majestic Horcones Valley with the wind at our backs for seven and a half ours to the park entrance. We signed out a final time with the Guardaparques (climbers are granted entrance to the park for a maximum of 20 days, subject to substantial fine), and called Emmanual - the logistics organizer at the mule camp, who picked us up and deposited us at a nearby hostel where we showered for the first time in 2+ weeks, treated ourselves to a steak dinner, and slept in beds!

Geoff, Steve and Ben ready for rest after signing out at the Park entrance
Note: This post was created on my iPhone and I don't have access to the photos on my camera. I will populate this post and others with photos at a later date.


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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

¡Cumbre!

Steve savoring the Summit
Ben, Steve and Geoff at the top of the western and southern world













At 1:30 pm on January 11, 2011, Geoff, Ben and Steve - three of the T-Town Andinistas stood at the highest point of the western and southern hemispheres, the tallest peak outside of the Himalayas - Cerro Aconcagua!  The weather cooperated beautifully on summit day after an aborted summit attempt the previous day. We set out from Camp Colera at 19,600 ft (5,965m) shortly after 5 am and returned to camp 11 hours and 20 minutes later.  After spending a third night at Camp Colera, we descended to Nido de Condores where we picked up cached gear and proceeded to Plaza de Mulas where we will spend the night before trekking out tomorrow.  We will likely reach Mendoza in a couple of days.  At that time I´ll provide much more interesting information about our various adventures and misadventures!  Right now we are very satisfied, but exhausted.
View from the summit of the South Face and climbers ascending the Canaletta

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

First Cache

Steve and Ben on the way back from Camp Canada - Camp is behind triangular rock
Steve, Ben and I made our first cache today, carrting gear to Camp Canada at 16,600 ft (5,050m), before returning to Base Camp to sleep.  The infamous Vientes Blancas (White Winds) were blowing witth gusts at 30 mph (45 kph) or more, making the going cold and slow.  The Weatther has been clear mixed on-and-off with snow squalls every day.  The past several nights have been clear with temperatures between 10 and 15 deg F in the morning.
The T-Town Andinistas in Base Camp
Rich and Brad arrived at Base Camp Sunday evening after spending an additional day in Confluencia.  They made the trek by sheer will as neither of them had been eating much due to effects of the elevated altitude. With no improvement in sight and continuingly diminishing energy stores, they made the decision to return to <mendoza - they started the trek back as we set out to Camp Canada this morning.

Tomorrow is a rest and preparation day, and Thursday we will go to Camp Canada for the second time.  After camping there Thursday night, we will cache gear at two successively higher camps while sleeping at the lower camps.  At present, the anticipated date for our summit bid is 1/11/11, though that is subject to change.  Of course, while we are high on the moountain, there will be no posts

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Feliz Nuevo Año

The New Year entered cold and clear in Camp Confluencia - the intermediate camp on our way to Plaza de Mulas, Base Camp.  We shared a bottle of Argentinian sparkling wine (quite good!)and turned in early.  I was awakened shortly after midnight by revelers and went outside. The sky was a riot of stars - the only constellation I recognized was Orion in the northern sky, and the Milky was as dense as I have ever seen it.  As I was gazing up, a shooting star blazed across the sky above me in the direction of the Aconcagua summit.  Wow!  What a way to kick off the second decade of the millennium!

New Years Day morning Steve, Ben and I set off for Base Camp; Rich and Brad remained in Confluencia to further acclimitize.  The trek to Base Camp was long and tiring but not too hot.  Thanks to recent, somewhat unseasonal rain expeerienced when we first arrived at Los Puquios - the Mule loading station, the Horcones Valley through which we trekkek to Base Camp had a subtle tinge of green, softening the stark, majestic beauty of the Andes.  11 miles, seven and a half hours and 3,000 ft (905m) of elevation gain later we arrived at Plaza de Mulas at 14,300 ft (4,370m) elevation in a snow squall.  After quickly setting up camp and resting for a bit, we had a good, filling hot meal in the mess tent of the expedition guiding service through which we booked mule service, and turned in for a well-deserved sleep. 

All three of us feel great and have minimal ill-effects of altitude.  We'll hang here in Base Camp for several days to acclimitize before heading up the mountain.
Steve, Ben and Geoff at Camp Tacoma in the Plaza de Mulas