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First peak you ever bagged?

Postby Sierragator » Sat Dec 30, 2006 7:26 pm

Interested in reading accounts of the first time you summitted a peak.

I was nine years old and living in Florida. I kept asking my mom to take me to climb a mountain. Not sure what the attraction was; just was fascinated by mountains and wanted to go climb one. She finally gave in and took me up to Stone Mountain, Georgia (closest mountain she could find to Florida :) ). Even though it was just a walk up, I was thrilled to be "climbing" my first mountain. A family road trip out to California the following summer was all it took. I was hooked.

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Postby Strider » Sat Dec 30, 2006 8:14 pm

Seven years old, living in SoCal, on my first camping trip. Went to the top of Moro Rock in Sequoia with my Dad and older brothers. A whole new world for me then, and it has never lost its magic.
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Postby BSquared » Sun Dec 31, 2006 3:38 pm

I agree, Moro Rock is a real trip. The view of the Great Western Divide (um... that's what it is, right?) is absolutely incredible -- sort of sucks you up into the mountains!
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Postby wingding » Sun Dec 31, 2006 7:01 pm

I was 40 when I bagged my first peak - a little peak in the San Bernardino National Forest called Bertha Peak. That 3 mile hike with 800 feet gain just killed me and I just didn't know what those red cans with the notebooks full of names were all about.

I guess I'm a late bloomer.
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Postby cmon4day » Sun Dec 31, 2006 11:29 pm

My first peak was Mt. Lassen when I was 9 years old. Our family used to rent a cabin at Lake Almanor. One day my older sister and I climbed Mt. Lassen. I was a miserable punk that day but still made it.

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Postby BSquared » Mon Jan 01, 2007 8:27 am

Gee, my parents used to rent a cabin at Almanor, too, but I never managed to climb Lassen. Too young, I think -- they probably moved on to other things by the time I was 8 or 9 (and they weren't peak-climbing types, anyway -- my dad's favorite vacation pastime was to get a good mystery story and take it out in the middle of the lake on a boat to "fish").
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Postby markskor » Mon Jan 01, 2007 4:42 pm

Back in a Catholic high school, early 70’s, we had one of the brothers there who organized a summer JMT trip for any interested students… he broke it down into five one-week segments. Never having backpacked before but somewhat intrigued, I reluctantly (what did I know,) signed up. We all drew straws for what week and for assignments, and I “won” a place on the first week’s trip...as a designated leader too. We all pre-paid before June…10 kids to a week and 3 brothers, with the designation that each week, parents would shuttle us up, the “new” hikers would trade packs and sleeping bags with the preceding week's, and continue on down the trail. The next week’s food cache was long-before boxed and rationed, brought up with the parents and new hikers…, it was organized nicely. The brothers had pre-assigned us particular duties on each trip…leaders, wood gatherers, cooks, clean up, etc for each week…as I mentioned before, it was highly organized. That first week I led this rag-tag group up Half Dome…my first peak of note.

Well, a week later, at Red’s Meadows, only 7 or 8 kids showed up for the next subsequent segment, and since it was all paid beforehand, and the food parceled into 13 blocks, they asked at the trailhead if anyone from the first week might want to continue on for the next section…free…as it was already paid for anyway. The third week, the same thing happened…not a full crew showed, and they asked again who might want to go on - by now, I was hooked.

Somewhere along the way, in Evolution Valley, we took a scheduled layover day, and some of us did Mt. Darwin…my first off-trail summit. To make a long story short, all told, I was lucky enough to do all five segments, only paying for the first, and thus, my first backpacking adventure was the entire JMT. Needless to say, I also did Whitney at the finish, camping at the top overnight…truly amazing.

Five weeks later, even though I did 3 weeks of pot scrubbing...the worst duty possible, I was now a seasoned backpacker…and I never looked back.
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Postby Rosabella » Mon Jan 01, 2007 6:34 pm

When I was almost 8-years old my Dad took me on my first backpacking trip with two of my brothers and an older sister. What an adventure! We backpacked for a week, starting at Whitney Portal, made it to the top of Whitney, down to Guitar Lake, and then back up and over to the Portal again. We took our time… we actually fished on that trip – real “Huck Finn” type of fishing gear, and we had a great time. That was the first of many trips.

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Postby ridgeline » Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:43 am

Bagged Baldy and Gorgonio at 14, but the real first "trip" mirrored Rosabella's description of her first trip, we were out for 10 days, sears work boots, canvas knapsack and dehydrated foods, the fish would bite on just a hook dancing on the water.
After that trip I would sit in class at school and daydream of days in the Sierra.
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Postby giantbrookie » Tue Jan 02, 2007 1:18 pm

Wow, this jogs the memory. I'm guessing my first fully self-propelled peak bag would be Black Butte (volcanic cone above Weed) when I was 6 in 1965. I hiked part of Lassen that year, but much of that hike was on my dad's shoulders. My first Sierran peak may have been Mt. Hoffman--I forget whether that's 1966 or 1967 (probably the latter). I was fortunate that my dad was an avid peak bagger. He always had an outdoor bug, but he really didn't start going to the mountains (at least in this country), until he started taking his family up (he was 37 years old in 1965). I'm "retired" from peak bagging now, but I may "unretire" in the future if my son (now 4-1/2) or my daughter (1) develop the peak bagging urge when they're older.
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Postby Snow Nymph » Wed Jan 03, 2007 1:52 am

Great thread! :)

My first hike with an old boyfriend (Phil Frazier) was Piute Pass. I didn't make it because of AMS. We got as far as Piute Lake on our second try a few days later. That same trip took us to Mammoth, Bridgeport, and San Jacinto (didn't make it).

I think my first peak was Strawberry Peak in the San Gabriels with the Wilderness Club at work. I got Robinson's "100 Peaks of the San Gabriels" and started checking off the peaks. I only got 1/2 of them, then started repeating.

First Sierra peak was Whitney, when I was ~36 y/o. I tried the year before but got AMS and turned back around Keeler/Crooks Peak. I quit doing local (San Gabriel) hikes. I went back to Baldy, San Gorgonio and San Jacinto a few times but its been a few years now.

Now its all Sierra and Desert peaks. SnowDude and I had done five 14ers by 2001 when we did the JMT. The weekly peak bagging started ~2003. Besides Sierra peaks, I'm checking off peaks from Zdon's 'Desert Summits' and the DPS Guide.

SnowDude and I would like to find Phil and thank him for introducing me to the Sierra!

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Postby SSSdave » Thu Jan 04, 2007 3:56 pm

Gee I like these thread topics where I get to reminisce back when I was still young. I have a listing of all the backpacking trips I have ever done including dates, number of days, and general areas camped at. So just looked through my early days. In the beginning my interest was trout fishing so did not seek out peaks. But I did incidently climb up to some topographic named summits though might not call them real peaks. In July of 1974 while camped at Mattie Lake in Yosemite, climbed out on Wildcat Point at 9455 that falls away in a cliff 2000 feet to the Grand Canyon of the Tuolumne. Though that is a summit of sorts, might not consider it a real peak. Then in June of 1979 while camped at Spotted Fawn Lake climbed out on Nance Peak at 8664 in order to look down the cliff 2000 feet to Edith Lake below. Although that is a named peak, it is not much more than the high bump atop a long glaciated ridge. Now in August of 1980 I climbed my first real peak while camped at Martha Lake. I hiked 2.5k up lots of talus to nearby Mt Goddard at 13558 feet. Now that is truly a superb viewpoint with most every point in the northern part of Kings Canyon National Park visible. That was also the trip on which I made my first exceptional photograph and decided to change my wilderness adventuring focus from fishing, the idealic life of a cat, to photography the idealic life of a pack mule. ...David
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