Left Compound Gully ice climb

 
February 19, 2022
 
Ice climbing with Mark.
 
The universe has made it abundantly clear to me that an ice climber I will never be! Fortunately, the same cannot be said for Mark. Were it not for his lead work we would not have progressed a single metre up this easy and fun WI2 route in Waterton. 
 
Thirteen years had elapsed since our last stint with the activity. Our primary motivation for getting back into ice climbing was to maintain some sort of skill base for steep alpine ascents involving snow and ice and not necessarily to become regular ice climbers. Neither Mark nor I have any delusions that we will be tackling Expert’s Choice in any conceivable future!
 
Leaving the Linnet Lake parking lot, it was clear that the weather was going to be a huge factor in how much success we experienced. High winds and blowing snow would be the theme of the day it seemed. I was pessimistic at best, but we both agreed an attempt was warranted.
 
We reached the base of the Left Compound Gully (the easier of the two ice climbs in the area) in about 40 minutes and geared up. The wind was gusty, but no one had been lifted off their feet yet so it was game on! Mark led the first pitch and did a great job of it. The ice was generally in good ascent condition. I followed with my usual degree of awkwardness and then led the second pitch – which was more of a steep snow hike than an ice climb. With clear skies in front of us and the Sun’s rays on the ice, the scenery at this point was fantastic, greatly exceeding our expectations.   
 
Unfortunately, the weather was soon to become an issue. At first, the howling wind only hampered our communication and not necessarily our progress. As such, we did the climb in very short pitches so that we could still hear each other. This slowed our progress, but we were still moving up.
 
Another pair of climbers soon caught up with us and we had an excellent conversation with them. They were moving much faster than we were and so we asked them to go in front.

 

The second last pitch would be the end of the line for us. Again, Mark led and then belayed me up to a point about halfway up the pitch. The weather now was in full breakdown mode. Clouds were pouring in from every direction, blowing snow was wreaking havoc on the area, and the situation looked like it would only get worse. As well, we were taking Mark's kids skiing later in the day and had to be down by 2 pm. Bailing at this point was a no-brainer.
 
Thankfully we were able to find a scramble route down the mountain, thus avoiding any need to rappel. This made for a quick escape down to a more hospitable environment – or at least an inhospitable environment where getting knocked around by the wind wouldn’t result in plummeting down 30 metres of ice!
 
Getting to the top would have been nice, but still a very successful return to ice climbing (for Mark more so than me – as stated, not my thing!). 


Near the beginning. The ice climb is in the centre of the face.



A steep snow gully goes most of the way up



Ice climb dead ahead



Pretty decent views of Waterton from the base of the climb



Mark is ready to tackle the first pitch. The blowing snow was not really an issue here.



Almost at the top



I took the second pitch but its a walk-up and no belay was necessary



A perhaps unnecessary belay from a small tree, but the wind was howling and we could barely hear each other



Belaying Mark up the second half of the second pitch



Windy!!



And then calm



Mark on the upper section of pitch 2



He's found a good tree to belay from



My turn







The ice looked fantastic with a blue sky behind it



Mark starts up the third pitch




The other party catches up with us. There was lots of room for everyone.







More steep walking leads to the fourth pitch



The weather is taking a turn for the worse



One of the other party members belays from an ice screw station



Mark gets ready to lead the fourth pitch



The point where we bailed



Descending the snow gully



Back at the parking lot and glad we bailed

The End

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