We arrived at the Cathedral Lakes TH at 10 PM on Sunday, and set off into the moonlight with the usual packs, plus about 20 pounds of rope, alpine rack, etc. I saw great green eye-shine in the first half-mile, and really hoped it was a friendly bear. Turned into a big buck deer, which was awfully nice too. Crossed Cathedral Pass around 1AM, and set up a camp just north of Echo Lake.
Camp with some of the nicest Echo Peaks in the background. We were in bed by 3AM, and set to go at 6:30 AM in the hopes of outrunning the predicted wind and rain/snow which was coming on in the late morning.
Cameron on the shore of Echo Lake.
Halfway up the very first pitch (the usual southern approach) we entered the fascinating rock wall, and an infuriating "moderate gale." Trying to avoid my miserable small rock shoes for as long as possible, I was clomping up the ridge in my big Trangos. I asked for the rope to be tossed down, and my end sailed off toward Mono Lake! No hope. Everything- slings, runners, even the cams on cords, were flapping and flailing about! Cameron had to rappel down to about 15' away to get me the rope. Up the cracks was okay, but when it transitioned into friction balancing up on big feldspar crystals, it was a lost cause. The steep peak in the middle frame is one of the cruxes of the route, and the only way across the top of it in wind like this would've been to slither like lizards. Bail.
Cameron at the end of the rap-off bailout; obviously stoked to be out of the wind- which had turned from an almost constant gusting at ~ 35 knots, to a steady, roaring gale of ~40+ knots! We couldn't hear each other from 15 feet away, and if you know the nature of Matthes Crest, you can imagine that high wind will ruin the beauty of dancing lightly along the wildly exposed crest of this half-mile mountain ridge.
Part of the Beaufort Wind Scale describes a moderate gale thus: "inconvenience felt when walking against wind." As it moves up to a true gale, it reads: "generally impedes progress." I would add: "and can blow your ass right off a mountain!"
This odd image shows the length of Matthes Crest. Cam likes to take these weird panoramas, which distort wildly- note the new "horseshoe shape" of Echo Lake. Note too that it somehow distorted me in such a way as to imply that I am afflicted with a bald patch!
Here is the undistorted image, with my hair properly restored, and blowing in the wind.

We had a wonderful consolation hike over the shoulder of the most mountainous of the Echo Peaks, and then down to Budd Lake- off trail, and with stunning views of Cathedral Peak.... still being blown about on every rise.
Looking east, with The Unicorn at center, seen at its broadest.
The classic southeast buttress of Cathedral.
The rough weather was beautiful, and a pleasure to watch on flat ground. The cold rain finally caught up to us near the bottom of Budd Creek. So the rain and snowfall held off, but the wind blasted us off. For awhile we tried to stick it, but absolutely freezing hands and faces, and the thought of crouching along the arete, caused us to seek the alternative pleasures of a micro-brewery. We'll be back one fine day.