Tombstone Mountain North
 


August 7, 2011
 
Mountain height:    3035 m
Elevation gain:       approximately 1340 m (for the route we did)
Ascent time:          10:30

Descent time:        5:00
 
Climbing with Kevin and Raff.
 
16 killer hours of breath-taking scenery, mind- numbing scree slogging, exposed ridgewalking and climbing, and intense debate about the nature of this magnificent peak.
 
Where is the true summit of Tombstone Mountain in the amazing Opal Range? The NTS maps incorrectly identifies the south peak as the summit – a peak that is frequently ascended by scramblers because it appears as Tombstone South in Alan Kane’s ScramblesThe Green Book notes this fact and describes the real Tombstone as having two summits, north of Tombstone South. By sheer coincidence both summits were first reached on the same day in September of 1975.
 
The three of us set out to ascend the highest point of Tombstone, wherever that may lie. We brought along Rick Collier’s route description as a potential ascent route.
 
The highlight of the day for me came early when we emerged from the trees into the upper Piper Pass valley (unmarked valley between Elpoca Mountain and Tombstone Mountain). The scenery here was astonishing: the rugged light grey walls of Elpoca, Schlee, and Jerram, green, grassy meadows, and of course a perfectly blue sky. At the pass a line of delineation separating the limestone from a hump of brown coloured rock (not sure what it was but seemed way too hard to be shale) was remarkable. Thankfully we were all in need of a food break at this point and therefore had tons of time to soak in this gem of a valley.
 
En route to the Piper Pass, we had decided to try a variation of a known route. The first ascent party had used the west ridge to achieve the north summit. Our goal would be to descend the north side of Piper Pass, gain the north ridge of Tombstone and follow it to the summit. This would probably intercept the west ridge route at some point.
 
Upon reaching the Piper Pass col, one really smart member of the group decided that tackling the west ridge immediately was a good idea. The other two descended easily to a small but pretty lake and started towards the north ridge. Needless to say, the smart guy was repelled by the wildly tilted strata of rock layers characteristic to peaks of the Opal Range and had to return all the way to the col and then down to the lake. (I won’t embarrass the smart guy by identifying him, but suffice it to say he has a very pleasant perma-tan, courtesy of his Sri Lankan father.)

With all three group members united near the north ridge, we continued up. It quickly became obvious that staying on the ridge would lead to unnecessary difficulties and so we side-sloped towards the west ridge. This part of the trip was totally gruelling, especially for the smart guy, who had to pound up the tedious rubble slopes at Mach 2, in order to catch up with the team. He lagged behind for the remainder of the ascent.
 
The toughest and still controversial aspect of Tombstone Mountain now reared its multi-pronged head (pun intended). Where is the summit? Like its other Opal Range counterparts, Tombstone is a series of pinnacles and towers, separated by huge notches and gaps and connected by deathly narrow ridges. From our present vantage point, ascertaining which tower was the highest was next to impossible. At the first, it looked like the one right in front of us, but that hope quickly vanished when Kevin traversed a ledge to discover that it wasn’t even close. However, the true summit now appeared to be only a short distance away.
 
The distance was short, but the time needed to get there far from it. The intervening ridge between us and the summit was narrow in places, loose (big surprise there!), and went up and down like a yo-yo on amphetamines! Raff expertly led and ridge until it ceased to be scrambling and graduated to climbing. Kevin stepped up here and set up a rappel to get down to a scree bay in front of the summit block. The east side of the mountain here was viciously overhanging. As Kevin quaintly put it, “You fall here and the first thing you’ll hit is the Little Elbow River, 800 vertical metres below!”
 
After the rappel, Kevin led the only pitch of climbing to the summit. He belayed Raff and me up and another conversation ensued. This definitely appeared to be the true summit, but one tower to the south looked to be of equivalent height. Mr. Collier said the true summit was the northern most tower and we were on it. A single rock cairn on the narrow highpoint seemed to confirm this. Congratulations were extended and we stayed awhile to enjoy a totally awesome summit panorama. The superior height and strategic location of Tombstone granted us unobstructed views in all directions. The east side of the main Opal Range peaks was jaw-dropping.
 
Although we hoped an easier descent would present itself, the south ridge looked terrifying and we quickly decided to return the way we came. This turned out to be considerably faster and easier than on ascent. Back at the west ridge the decision was made to try to descend slopes north of the ridge and then escape down the south side of the mountain, thus avoiding the 240 m elevation gain from the lake to Piper Pass. We rolled the dice and fortunately won. The route worked magnificently, shaving a good 45-60 minutes off the return journey.
 
The last couple of hours of the day were a little mind-numbing and the trail seemed to drag on forever, however, at least there was a trail to follow throughout most of the descent. 16 hours after leaving the car we arrived back at it. Raff, having completed an 11 hour ascent of Mount Inflexible the day before was pretty tired, I was a complete basketcase (due to other circumstances of the day), but Kevin seemed to be brimming with energy. 
 
A very, very cool day in the mountains with the best of company and climbing partners.  


Raff and Kevin on the trail with Tombstone South ahead


Commonly refferred to as "Cat Ears", these peaks are the southern outliers of Mount Jerram


Cat Ears and Mount Schlee (left)


Raff tries to dry out his socks after an unexpected dip in Piper Creek


The northeast side of Elpoca Mountain


Kevin enjoys the late season flowers
 

Entering Paradise; this was my favourite part of the trip


The amazing delinaetion of rock, east of Cat Ears


More of Elpoca's north ridge


Taking in food and the magnificent scenery


On the go again


More great scenery


Cat Ears definfitely commanded  much attention


The west ridge of Tombstone North (left)


The boys hike past Mount Schlee


You know what again!


A huge boulder that Kevin has bouldered on before


Looking back at the ascent valley and Elpoca


Hiking to the col; the summit is the flat looking section, right of the pointed pinnacle, just right of centre


Looking up the west ridge from the col; it looked straightforward to somenone!


On the west ridge, looking down to the tarn


Mount Jerram (left ) and other wonderful peaks of the Opal Range


Same as above; from left to right: Jerram, Burney, Unnamed, The Blade and Blane, Brock, Hood, and Packenham


Raff on the tedious northwest slopes of Tombstone


Ripsaw


Kevin leads the way across an easy ledge


Around the corner is this scene; the summit is in the centre


Raff leads the exposed ridge


Views to the southeast


Outlaw (left) and Banded Peak


Raff belays Kevin down to check out the terrain


Raff raps


Kevin at the summit (sticking out to the right of the summit block) setting up a belay station
 

Raff heads up


Happy people at the top


The view to the northeast


The summit ridge and view to the south


The continuation of the Tombstone ridge to the north


A last look at the summit ridge of the objective

 
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