The weather in Sept was still holding out so I figured why not keep things rolling and head out for another one. It was mid week so partners were slim, I did manage to post on the Washington Facebook hiking page and there were 2 guys leaving the trailhead at 6am. Trying to buy a 6pack of beer at 5:30am in Sumas didn't work, beer sales don't start till 6am. I parked the car at 6:30am, just light enough for no headlamp.
After about 1hr of hiking I caught up to the 2 guys, Juan Carlos and Michael. Right away I could tell they seemed like good guys, so I made the decision to finish the day and hike with them at their pace.
We made it the the Yellow Aster Butte turn off and caught a good view of our route and mountain off in the distance.
How can you not enjoy hiking in this area at this time of year. A dumb bird and those colours.
It was around this point that Juan started to cramp up, he had flew through 3 liters of water already and was out, we found a little tarn where Michael used his filter to top him up. The funny thing was when he sat on the very edge of the snow pack, the whole thing dropped and created quite the wave. Easily 4ft thick.
After a few decent breaks along the way he seemed to be feeling better. Working our way along one of the many bumps and drops, we finally made it onto the rock and the approach to the glacier.
I brought full crampons which made for easy quick travel, they both had micro spikes which did the job as well. Getting off the glacier and upto the ridge was a section that needed some extra care.
Getting to the sub-summit was very straight forward, but when Michael saw the true summit he decided to call it a day there. It definitely looks scary, but once you get up close and on it, it's quite enjoyable. Nonetheless Juan Carlos was keen to give it a shot, and said if I lead the way he would go for it, so off we went.
What a great scramble it is to the top of Tomyhoi, he did very well and we both got to enjoy the summit together.
The trip back was a great fall day to hike out, 2 of us went for a swim in one of the tarns, the colours were in full effect and tons of people up on the Yellow Aster Butte.
It's actually a fairly long trip distance wise with the ups and downs, when we got back to the cars there were no beers so we hit up a really old ski pub in Glacier and tossed back a few pints of good ol Rainier before going our separate ways.