My good friend Nic is a pleasure to hang out with and doubly a pleasure to hike/climb with. And he is capable of taking care of himself in the mountains...
When we last saw Nic he was on top of the ridge that ultimately led to the summit of Tabeguache Peak; we were about 3/4 of the way up and exchanged plans by yelling to overcome the distance that separated us and the winds. We couldn't really understand what the other was saying but he pointed up, which meant he was going to make a run for the summit (it was not in view for either of us).
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| borrowed image - Tab on left, false summit right of cener |
It was about this time that the storms came in. Undeterred, Nic continued up...he said it was fairly intense and there were times when he took shelter under large rocks. When the storm would ease, he would go up.
There was a time on this climb where he thought death was imminent - and not being afraid - sat down, said his prayers, lit a cigarette, drank a beer, and enjoyed the view! He continued his quest and made it to within 100 ft (little bump right of the tallest point on this pic) when he realized that he was walking on the fine line between testing fate and stupidity. I am not certain I would have recognized this being so close to the summit...he decided to hustle down the mountain. He was able to dodge the lightning, avoid slipping on the wet rocks and didn't break any legs - made it back to our car at 5:06pm, a little rattled but committed to tagging the top of Tab one of these days...
Civilization
We drove back to Salida and enjoyed a gyro from Mama D's (very good) and the hot tub at Silver Ridge Lodge (the best hot tub I've ever been in!).
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| that's me on the right, not a pretty girl... |
