Timapanogos was the first summit in Utah that I stood on. I was 8 or 9 and my dad took Andy and I up one summer while we were on vacation. All remember was a splitting headache and feeling like I just did something BIG.
Fast forward 10 years and a couple friends and I headed up again. This time we were in college and thought we were pretty fit. There was a fair amount of summer snow and even though we didn't ski we figured we could claw our way up it in our running shoes. Once again I found myself completely worked and feeling like I accomplished something (later that night I cried about my sunburned eyes and found myself unnecessarily looking like a pussy in an emergency room).
Even though traveling in the mountains is a little easier now then it was back then, Timp still feels pretty big and yesterday was no exception. Teague Holmes, Andy and I headed up with the plan of exploring Woolly Hole and Pika Cirque. We leisurely skinned the majority of the way and found a ton of wind hammered snow/facets and endless options.
|Entering Pika Cirque from Woolly Hole|
|Gain the summit ridge from Pika Cique|
|Gaining the ridge|
|Bare W Faces|
|Andy looking blown on the N Summit|
|Andy high in Pika Cirque|
|Teague a touch lower in the cirque|