On the morning of the 12th Mark and I  left Kahiltna Base Camp for the West Ridge of Mt. Hunter.  This route  is a super aesthetic feature that gains about 8,000 feet of elevation in  3 miles. It is an absolute classic of the Range and is included in the  revered Fifty Classic Climbs of North America.  Without a doubt,  it lives up to its reputation.  The night of the 12th found us halfway  up the route just above the crux, a mixed section. We had climbed up  miles of beautiful corniced ridge through a series of steep rock  towers.  We were joined at the bivy by our buddies and local Alaskans,  Clint and Boon. We spend the evening hootin’ and holerin’ between our  tents and to Kahiltna Base camp over the radio. The next morning saw us  moving on to the ice face, four pitches of traversing steep ice on the  side of the knife edge ridge.  Above this, we rallied up the broadening  ridge to the summit plateau where we found the one of the most  spectacular bivys either one of us had ever experienced.  A wave of ice  and snow inside a crevasse allowed us the escape the developing winds  and spin drift while watching the purples and pinks of alpenglow wash  over Mt Foraker.  The next morning it was obvious that our weather  window was coming to an end so we ran to the summit, avoiding the summit  ridge cornice via a natural Chutes and Ladders tube. On the summit, we  were graced with gorgeous views of the AK range around us including  Denali, Foraker, Huntington and peaks of the Ruth, where we spent time  last season. We then proceeded to race back down to the Ramen Couloir  just below the ice face and down-climbed that feature.  As we reached  the glacier, we were encompassed in pea soup.  With zero visibility we  attempted to navigate our way around the heinous ice fall that we knew  was somewhere out there in the fog in front of us.  But after a few  hours of fruitless wandering we bivyed once more and finished our food.  The next morning dawned clear and we found our way to the other side of  the ice fall and by the afternoon we were back in the comforts of base  camp.  Now a storm is bearing down on the Range and we are resting  -perfect timing.  The West Ridge allowed us the gain a period of  acclimatization and knowledge of the conditions up high in the  mountains.  When our bodies are ready and the weather is clear, we will  begin to attack the steeper terrain this range has to offer and we’re  psyched about it.  Best wishes to everyone at home.  We will check in  again soon.
 
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