Rucu Pichincha, Ecuador
First volcano climb...done!! Hardest thing: Climbing the damn thing!!Folks,
How´s it going...hope yáll are happy and healthy!! Thought I would get my latest adventure down before it becomes a distant memory and I forget what a perilous journey it was!!!
So...I think I mentioned that I was going to do some volcano climbing on Saturday...but in fact the trip was cancelled and so instead I tagged along with another group (one of whom was Eeva...who I had met and had a few drinks with last week) on Sunday.
Mission: Rucu Pichincha. It is a 4700m high volcano on the outskirts of Quito... (actually, before I go any further...I didnt actually climb all 4700 metres as Quito is already at 2850m and I took a cable car up to 4100m... so in fact I was climbing a 600m mountain!! hehe)
Ok...it was tough...the air is noticeably thinner at 4000m and so it is a pretty tough feat just to walk a couple of steps! I was told that Rucu Pichincha does not require any previous climbing experience and in fact in more like a strenous hike. So off we went (My Finnish friend Eeva, her German friend Inga, Inga´s dad (who is climbing Cotopaxi on Thurs and hence is on an acclimatisation prog), Juan (an Ecuadorian dude) Juan´s dad and uncle...Paco and Mario. Everyone was really nice and we were having quite a laugh..Mario and Paco were legendary...they were serving as our ´guides´somewhat and hadnt actually been up Rucu Pichincha since they were both boys (30 years ago....classic!!)
Anyway, so the hike was fairly cool, we were taking it easy...getting used to the altitude...I was a bit worried initially as I wasnt sure if I would cope too well with the altitude as the day progressed...but that would turn out to be the least of my worries!!
I was chatting away to Paco, and he was telling me about a part of Rucu called "el paso de la muerte" (´passage of death´ or something along those lines..) Anyway, we hiked, hiked, hiked away...and then stopped and had a choccy break (i love this ´mountaineering´ lark!!) And then out of nowhere we were faced with the mountain face (not sure about the technical names for the different terrains) Anyway, it was the type of face which needed climbing!!! I politely informed everyone that I had never climbed anything in my life (except maybe some monkey bars as a kid, which I was rubbish at of course as I have no upper body strength!!) So...we began to climb!! No ropes, no harnesses...no nothing...just me and that damn mountain!! (i thought there was no climbing involved?!) Anyway...i freaked a bit initially, as I found it quite difficult to know where to put my hands and feet etc...and i was pretty scared of falling OFF the mountain!! Mario´s advice: "dont look down!!" -great, thanks!!!
Anyway, Inga´s father who was pretty experienced at this of kind of malarkey, was very supportive and helped me out a bit... and joked that the tallest thing I had ever seen was prob Big Ben (he´s prob not far wrong!!) Once we had cleared that vertical climb, and I had made sure there was nothing of that sort again...I felt alot better...and also didnt really know whether to laugh or cry!!
So we carried on with our hike...although it was a bit tougher and there was a bit more scrambling up rocks etc...though it wasn´t quite so vertical anymore, so it was alot easier!! The weather was absolutely terrible...we are in ´winter´ here...or more like the rainy season...so it was very very foggy and visibility was pretty poor....one couldnt really see more than 5 or 6 metres ahead.
Everytime we got to what looked like a peak, I was so happy.... and then unfortunately I was informed that it wasnt the peak and that we only had a teeny bit further to go?! A couple more hours passed....
3pm: we came to a fairly dodgy looking part of the path....
We had picked up another Ecuadorian guy and his son...and they went ahead first...then Mario (our guide...kinda) and then Eeva and Inga...although after a bit Eeva (no experience) came back and so did Inga (who was fairly experienced)....Inga point blank refused to go any further... I dared to have a little look at why she was making a fuss....and came face to face with the infamous "el paso de la muerte" -great!!!! So... this particular section required us to scale backwards down a vertical cliff face, along a small ridge and then up a section on the other side which had a significant overhang!!!! It looked mental...and I was starting to panic a wee bit...only problem was...was that there was no alternative!! There was no way, that we could have scaled back down the way we came...uh uh!! Also, the weather wasnt getting any better....it had begun to hail!!
So...Eeva decided she would go...she slowly made her way down the cliff (when I say cliff...it was prob only about 5m to the ridge...but its bloody scary when you have an endless drop below you!!) and got herself across the ridge. Mario grabbed her at the other end and hoisted her over the overhang....
Next....there was a bit of debating as to what our strategy should be...we decided that a guy would need to come down and give each of us a bunk up...so the overhang wasnt quite so tough to get round. I volunteered to go next (or else the anticipation would have finished me off!!) So I started to make my way down...Mario was shouting instructions...left foot, right hand etc....I had to put total faith in him...which was easy...it was more difficult trusting myself to be able to hold on!! Anyway...after an excruciating couple of mins (and a teency weency cry in the middle...i mean super teeny...I dont think there were even any tears?! hehe) ...I got myself to the ridge and Juan followed shortly behind...I stepped onto Juan...grabbed Mario and was pulled up....job done!!! (and never again!!)
Watching the others make their way down way def the most painful part of the journey...its so scary watching others.... Anyway, we all got ourselves to the other side, by which time we had another party of 4 behind....
We carried on climbing, scrambling and hiking to the summit (which wasnt as satisfying, as el paso de la muerte had completely drained me!) Anyway, we stopped and had a bit of a picnic (in the fog, cold and rain) and then started our descent down the other side of Pichincha. It was a bit tricky at parts, initally it was fairly rocky, then it turned to sand...so it was fun...kinda like skiing!! And finally we followed a grassy track!!
As we joined our initial track...the skies had cleared a bit and we had fantastic views of Quito....Quito is a strange city as it is only about 5km wide but 55km long....and you can see that very clearly form such a height!! Fantastic.
Got back to the teleferiqo (cable car) at about 6pm and Eeva and I head back down to Quito...(the others were a bit behind us!)
And here endeth my first climb....I swore that I would never put myself in that position ever again...but im thinking of going to Iliniza (5126m) on Tues with Eeva and co. They have organised a guide for the area etc....so am contemplating it!
Life after Pichincha: thought I would be bed ridden and unable to move a single muscle, but am feeling surprisingly un-stiff and other than looking like I have been in a fight with a dwarf (my knees are all bruised) -im all good!!



