My friend Will and I headed to the Bow Hut on Tuesday afternoon. The lake is very high, and the trail at the east of the lake is under water, so your options include trodding through the swamp (as we did) or waste a lot of time and energy scrambling and bushwhacking on the bench to your right (east) side. Given we had big boots on, we just slogged straight through, hopping deeper bits.
As we arrived at the boulder bridge, the rain began in earnest. We had to go full shells right after, and were battened down right until we reached the hut. We weren't fast, taking just under three hours car-hut, but timed nicely for an early supper.
I woke at 5:00am on Wednesday morning, and the weather was foul. It was pounding rain, so I didn't bother waking Will and went back to bed. By 7:00, the weather was variable, and we decided to go up Olive. This was the main objective. I'd never been up, and wanted to scope it for the upcoming family mountaineering trip in August with my daughter and a bunch of other 12 yr old girls and their families.
We were the only non-Yam-guided folks, and let them all clear out before we put boots on the moraine shortly after 8:00am. Most of the guided groups were also headed for Mt. Olive. They went climber's left under St. Nick, and we took the long way around to the East, just to be different, and so I could break trail for longer. (thanks Will!)
We arrived at the col far ahead of anyone else, but the weather was closing in. The ridge up Mt. Olive is still under quite a bit of snow, so I kicked steps up the steeper/narrower bit, and, and we were on top in short order. We had a few moments on top, but we were being blasted by high winds and sleet, so we retreated to a sheltered arete and had some drinks and snacks and shot the shit for a bit. Just as we descended after that, the sun popped out for a few minutes, to Will grabbed a 180 pano shot.
At the col, we decided to "short cut" back under St. Nick, using the Yam tracks as the first of the guided groups was now arriving at the col. Will and I chatted with the first group for a few minutes, and then strolled back down to the hut. Thanks to our long way up, we took a slow-ish five hours for the total trip, arriving back at the hut at 1:00pm. We dried out a bit, had some soup, packed up, at at 3:00pm, headed for the car.
My. Olive is a nice objective for novice mountaineers, and I think the kids are going to love it. Here's the pano Will shot with my kneeling, looking back at our momentarily visible tracks (the weather went to hell after this, and didn't let up, of course...)