Hike up Half Dome, Yosemite NP, Sept 2006
It was 16th September 2006 and the previous night had dropped to -5˚C and I didn’t want to get out of the sleeping bag. We ate our porridge and cleaned up for a bit and then it was a 50 minute drive to the trail head for Half Dome. The place was actually heaving with people, totally different from the life that we had been living for the past few weeks! We parked up and bought food for the hike from a fairly well stocked shop (much better than the place that we had shopped in at Tuolumne Meadows). We kitted up and set off for the trail head. On the way we passed a small lap dog in the front basket of someone’s bicycle. The dog had some small goggles over its eyes (called ‘Doggles’) it looked hilarious.
The trail is relatively gentle and its easy to gain a good pace of over 2-3mph. To be honest, after doing Wheeler Peak in Great Basin and on account of undertaking several weeks of gnarly hikes, we didnt really break a sweat. The main problem with the trail is the dust, kicked up by every other hiker (and we are talking stacks and stacks of hikers.. almost like a trail of ants).After about 45mins, we came to a waterfall which is apparently the 5th highest in the world. Unfortunately, thanks to very little rain, it was a mere trickle. We had been informed that during the autumn/winter season it is one of the most amazing sights on earth.
An hour or so later after a few miles of power hiking we exited the tree line and arrived at the base of the Half Dome rock outcrop. It looked well cool, you could see the cables that went up to the top. We'd left the hike till late in the day (so we could have a bit of a solitary experience on the summit) and as a result, there where only a few people descending. As we looked up we could see that one of the hikers was in difficulty, suffering from a sudden onset of vertigo, and was clasping to the chain. A dude at the bootom of the slab asked if we would mind assisting on our way up and pass her colleagues a rope to help her get down. I put it in my backpack and off Paul and i went to save the day. All of a sudden we heard ‘Don’t you want to take some gloves to hold on to the chain?’ – "no thanks" we replied... "we are the active brits"! Then a mad American said ‘they’re fine they look like the rough sort’!!!! Paul and I went up in no time at all and dropped off the rope and carried on up.The climb looks steep but is actually not that bad, its a real optical illusion. Its just a matter of quickly adjusting to the slight drop then using your arms and legs to haul yourself up the chain rail. Its well worth the effort though. The word speechless comes to mind and at 8,842ft, you get amazing views of the peaks in the Yosemite Valley and beyond. The view down the sheer side of Half Dome is scary it is a 5,000ft vertical drop to the valley floor below it is the sheerest cliff in America. However, it was very peaceful up there and one of the most majestic places I have been to.
After an hour or so of exploring the summit, doing a little bit of extreme balancing, it was time to nail the downhill section as darkness was closing in. We discovered the easiest way down the chain was to treat it as if you were abseiling. Just grab the chain on one side and feed it through your hands as you jump down. It was a piece of cake and took no longer than about 3 minutes to negotiate. Once the hands had cooled down (hence the need for the gloves.. but to be honest i'd still wouldnt use gloves next time, really hate not being in 100% control and gloves can sometimes be a hazard if they dont fit correctly), anyway, we opted for a speedy decent, a combination of power hiking and jogging back to the car..
It was a fantastic day, fantastic views, fantastic people, fantastic banter, good beers .... bit too much dust..
Olly
Labels: Adventure Travel, Hiking, National Park, USA






