I guess my weekend started out relatively normal. I took Tim to the airport Thursday night and was exhausted when I went in to work on Friday to work overtime with the fire crew. They lined me out with a fire pack and nomex, did the morning briefing, and then went off to do project work until maybe we got a smoke report to check out. I spent the day dragging MORE slash - up a steep slope and down the road - and it was pretty tiring. My hip flexors were pretty sore when I woke up, but no big deal, it was a good work out, right?? That night I went to the Rock Inn and met up with my friend Doug from the west side, who's kid's band was playing. It was fun just chilling out and we stayed out pretty late...
So I was tired again when I went into work overtime with the fire crew again on Saturday morning. Did our morning PT - ran a few miles, did a bunch of squats, lunges, push ups and sit ups... I haven't worked out in a while but no big deal, it was a good work out, right?? Just planned on doing more project work all day, maybe get some smoke reports... We've had tons of thunderstorms lately with lots of lightening, but it's rained so much the chances of us getting a fire are pretty low.
Around 10 am we heard chatter on the radio about a 26 yr old guy that was climbing Lamb's Slide (click for photo) on Long's Peak and had fallen 800 feet and needed to be rescued. 800 feet, and still consious?! Unbelieveable and damn lucky to be alive. The mountain was totally socked in - engulfed in thick fog to the point of preventing an aerial rescue - and it looked like the only way to get this guy out would be to hike up there and carry him down. Mike, one of the firefighters, and myself volunteered to help out with the SAR.
I had wanted to hike Long's Peak this weekend and thought it wasn't going to happen because I had to work, and because the weather has been so horrible...
And now here I was gearing up to do Long's FOR work in nasty weather. Funny how things work out sometimes.
We were told to bring enough gear to sleep on the mountain, so we loaded up on fleece and capilene, bivy sacks and MREs (nasty firefighter food) and soon I was on the Litter Team with rangers Tara, Katie and Bill, and Mike the firefighter. I told them I would probably be the slowest hiker, but they said it was no problem. Little did I know just how much slower I would be! The hike to Long's Peak is strenuous as it is, plus a heavy backpack and the fact that they hike SO FAST... We took a lot of short cuts, which made the distance less but the trail was steep and full of loose rock; it didn't take long for me to start falling back. This is the hike profile for Chasm Lake, which is right below where the man landed. Bill and Tara went ahead to set up the raft they were going to float across the lake so they could transport the victim to the storage cache. Katie, Mike and I kept plugging along, and they patiently waited up for me as I labored up the brutal steps above tree line. I felt bad but it wasn't a big deal - the "hasty team" was already up there and stabilizing the patient and there wasn't anything we could do for a while anyway. I think it took us about 1 hr 45 minutes or so to reach the storage cache, where we waited for futher instructions. They were still attempting to find a way to fly him off the mountain, but the weather was just too nasty. I couldn't even see my hiking party 20 feet in front of me at ALL. Soon, another party of 4 guys - 3 Marks and a Doug, which were rangers, a trails guy and a roads guy (all excellent hikers of course) - met up with us and we just sat tight until they were ready for us to assist with the litter carry.
They had stablized the guy and moved him from where he fell, because the whole time huge boulders were still rolling down the mountain. When we were finally told to continue hiking to the patient, it started lightening and thundering unlike anything I had ever heard before. The sky was totally fogged in and looking nasty, and the thunder echoed off the mountain as an earsplitting crack. Being on exposed rock during lightening is a bad idea but we had to get that guy down! Then, of course, it started hailing... and eventually turned into a constant rain that persisted through the rest of the rescue. Past the cache, the trail around the lake was just a jumble of skree and boulders, and I was exhausted so it was a little sketchy climbing across these rocks above the freezing cold lake. As we were nearing the end of the lake where they landed the raft (and the patient was a couple hundred feet above that, in the skree field), the weather finally broke for an instant and the helicopter pilot decided to give it a try. Soon, an orange helicopter flew up the valley, through the mountains, and landed on the skree field to whisk the guy away. Not much after the chopper departed, the fog closed back in. What a lucky man, to have survived the fall and then had that small window of opportunity to fly him off the mountain; otherwise, we would have had to hand carry him down, wasting valuable time.
We made it all the way there and did not end up carrying him down, but everybody thanked us for getting up there and being ready for the worst case scenario. The hike down was fast and wet, taking rocky short cuts and making the hike down in 1 hr 15 minutes with Mike, Mark and Mark. We had started up the trail around noon and I was back at the SAR cache at headquarters, turning my helmet, bivy sack and fleece back in at 6 pm... wet, tired but proud of myself for hanging in there and getting my ass up that mountain to rescue that poor guy.
I hadn't planned on staying at Tim's again while he was away, but I was beat so Dave and I went to the Rock Inn for some dinner. Another crazy chapter to my interesting weekend... I had only planned on one Guinness with dinner, but soon I found myself getting free drinks from the bartenders and other random drunk people! One older guy harassed Dave and I for not dancing and ended up buying us and Paul (maintenance guy) drinks because he felt bad for being obnoxious to us. He then hands us a purse and asks us to watch it while he dances with this blonde older lady. She comes over and is totally blitzed and buys us all drinks to thank us for watching her purse... and then decides she likes Dave more than this other guy and starts saying some NASTY stuff in his ear. Dave just laughs and doesn't even know WHAT to do, Paul and I are laughing at both of them... She starts hanging off some other guy and then comes back to Dave, trying to seduce him with her drunken lewd offers, saying she's "drunk, desperate and almost 40 years old"... She leaves the bar with some OTHER guy, but soon they come in, I guess she punched this guy?? And then started claiming HE punched her, which wasn't true... I just know she left and came back a couple more times, and eventually started harassing the bartender Michael, saying he was a loser for working at a bar in Estes and she was from Vegas and was "spending her rich husband's money" and her car is "worth three times more than you make in a year"... she was just OUT OF CONTROL! She asked Michael if he knew any big words because he was a loser and an idiot, and he said "INCARCERATED" and grabbed her car keys... she said "How about LOSER" and he walked out with her keys, she followed him...
And got handcuffs snapped on her by the cop right outside. They threw her in the back of the cop car and the whole bar was abuzz with all the drama that had just happened. At the Rock Inn! That doesn't happen there!! It was pretty funny and an interesting way to end the evening.
Today I slept and looked at German Shepherds and put down my rugs in my apartment finally... Not a very exciting day, which is excactly what I needed. Tried to get a new piercing today and new speakers for my truck, but alas it didn't happen. Tomorrow, I pick Tim up from the airport... so he can go to the backcountry again on Tuesday. :(
So... I think it's bedtime now. It's been an exciting weekend and that's good enough for me! Here are some photos from my camera phone from the SAR.
I didn't make it to the peak, but I did get to the Diamond of Long's Peak after all!
This is the Chasm Lake storage cache, to get to the Lake we had to hike up the rocks behind it. On a normal day, you can see the Diamond of Long's Peak right behind it... In this photo, the fog had actually let up a little bit.
We were nearing the far end of the Lake when the helicopter had a chance to squeeze in when the weather broke. You can see the blue raft along the shore of Chasm Lake, and you can barely make out the small orange chopper in the middle of the snow fields. The guy had been up a chute that extends behind the ridge on the left, and came out where the left snowfield is. The carried him to an area on the right, just behind that ridge. That's where the helicopter landed.
The helicopter, loaded up with the patient and leaving over Chasm Lake.