There remained another mountain I wanted to add to my list of New Zealand ascents: Palmerston North's legendary Mt. Cleese. Of course, I did it by the direct north face route, direttissima, alone, solo, un-roped, unaided, and without (supplemental) oxygen. It was a fine day for climbing, and I took a number of pix.
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Cleese is of course a living, growing mountain, and so it is now
probably a bit higher that 45m; alas, my excitement was such I
forgot to look at my phone's altimeter |
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| At the base of the mountain |
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| Foothills |
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| Looking toward the north face |
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| Palmerston North in the distance |
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| Still on the approach |
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| On the north face |
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| Crux of the climb, this couloir |
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| On the summit plateau |
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| Treacherous footing |
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| Now on the summit |
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| Summit views |
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| Not sure whether this is extracting or injecting |
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| Souvenir found near the summit |
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| The sea birds celebrate my triumphant return |
1 comment:
You are such a hoot! I take it that Vicki declined to join you on your ascent.
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