Last bit of California summer stuff before I move on to Chile shenanigans, I promise. I’m going back to posting about climbing mostly because Tuolumne Meadows in Yosemite is just visually stunning in every direction and my mother hasn’t seen these photos yet.
For a fun Labor Day Weekend adventure, Will and I decided to tackle two of the climbs on the list of top Yosemite classics, the Matthes Crest Traverse and the southeast buttress of Cathedral Peak. Both are longer easy-ish adventure-type climbs, and both are awesome.
My favorite part about climbing these crags, especially traversing along Matthes Crest, is that they’re in a relatively secluded part of the park. Unless you hike for quite a while and climb up something semi-dangerous, you don’t get to experience this magical part of Yosemite. (Unless of course, you own an Apple computer or know how to do a Google search.)
We climbed Cathedral Peak on a Saturday afternoon after driving over to Yosemite from the Bay Area, which was partially a great idea (fewer people!) and partially a terrible idea. Turns out 8 hours of adventuring after a 5 hour car ride and going from sea level to exerting ourselves at 10,900 ft of altitude in one day is a bit too much. The trek back to the car with altitude-induced headaches, in the dark for the last hour and a half, was not my favorite. But we made it, and lived to tell the tale. And if it’s not clear from the super positive tone of this paragraph, I absolutely loved the climb.
After a fully exhausting Saturday, we decided to sleep in on Sunday and do something small, a mere 4-pitch crack climb. It doesn’t quite make the list of Yosemite classics (in addition to Matthes Crest and Cathedral Peak think Half Dome, El Capitan, etc.) but Will and I were huge fans. So many perfect hand jams.
Our third and final day of climbing brought us to Matthes Crest, a 0.8-mile-long crag tucked away in the depths of Yosemite. After climbing up for the first two pitches, you basically just traverse relatively easy terrain along the top of the knife-edge crest, enjoying the scenery and trying not to look down too much.
Partially due to the 3.5-hour approach and partially due to our less-than-efficient climbing for the second half of the crag, it ended up being a 14.5 hour day car-to-car, including 8.5 hours in climbing shoes that my feet took a long time to forget. To be fair, most people that do this climb bail after the first half and walk out from there because the second half is harder and involves more awkward downclimbing. As per usual, we were stubborn and overconfident and decided to just go for it and do the entire thing.
Spoiler alert, we made it!
Finally, we capped off our 14+ hour day with a 4 hour drive home because we’re masochists (and also because we had to work the next day).
Worth it for sure.
October 8, 2019 at 12:37
Margaux, you people are insane! But thank you so much for sharing the beautiful pics and the inside intel – the stuff I never get from Will!