Peak(s): |
Tijeras Peak - 13,604 feet Music Mountain - 13,380 feet |
Date Posted: | 08/25/2020 |
Modified: | 08/26/2020 |
Date Climbed: | 08/22/2020 |
Author: | JQDivide |
Additional Members: | bmcqueen |
Peak(s): |
Tijeras Peak - 13,604 feet Music Mountain - 13,380 feet |
Date Posted: | 08/25/2020 |
Modified: | 08/26/2020 |
Date Climbed: | 08/22/2020 |
Author: | JQDivide |
Additional Members: | bmcqueen |
Music Needs A Playlist ![]() ![]() |
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![]() Tijeras Peak and Music Mountain Well, with a name like Music, I guess you need a playlist…
So many climbing days begin with that call or text from your regular partners. “What plans do you have for the weekend?” Or specifically for this trip, “Any interest in some Sangres 13ers this weekend?” Who can say ‘no’ to that?
Brad was eyeing Tijeras and Music. Those were two peaks I had not heard of before. I did a quick glance at some TRs. And Music had an actual route description. Sure why, not. Let’s go south and maybe avoid some of the heavier smoke. We met in Westcliffe for dinner at Tony’s on Friday. The sky was smoky even this far south. We had to wait on a to-go order for our lunch on Saturday. Should have done that when we ordered our dinner. Then drove to the TH.
![]() ![]() Road was fine until the campground, then it turned a bit rough after that. Stock 4x4s and Subarus will not have any major problems, a pretty good mix of vehicles at the TH. But watch out for sharp rocks. We helped a guy change a tire at the TH. Plenty of spots (drainage areas) to pull off to let other vehicles pass on the upper narrow road. I was surprised at the number of vehicles at the TH, probably 30. But we didn’t see that many people on the trail. It was dark by the time we got there, we pulled in and went to sleep.
We were up before the sun and on the trail just after 5 a.m. The weather forecast was pretty good with just a slight chance of some rain. The real weather issue was the smoke from all the fires. I did an evening hike of Sherman the week before and got a headache. Brad mentioned his lungs were feeling the smoke. We knew to keep an extra sense about our bodies this day, just to make sure we were feeling good.
![]() ![]() Up and over Music Pass, then down to the creek crossing and we took off our head lamps. Near the creak an outfitter had a camp set up with three large white canvas tents and a couple bathroom or shower tents. But we saw no one at the camp this morning, or on the way out.
The trail moved into the trees and rose a little as it switched back to Lower Sand Creek Lake. (about 1:30 to reach the lake) We took a brief stop at the lake for a photo and to gawk at the poorly hung bear bag that rested just about torso high on a tree along the trail. Not only was this bad execution of “how to,” but it could put someone else in danger if it attracted a bear.
![]() The trail followed along the edge of the lake going north. We followed it to a waterfall. At this point, we realized we had passed the GPX route that goes up toward Music. We didn’t notice another trail.
![]() ![]() ![]() This trail went up the side of the waterfall and kept going… so why not follow. We did, and continued following this trail. A bit sporadic at times, but if you stopped and looked, you could find it. (maybe not in the dark).
We kind of tried to find the other route, but this trail was working. We moved around and above the lake to its NW edge, then turned a bit north and moved up. We could start to see the basin between the two peaks and gave up on finding the other route. We headed toward the wall below Tijeras. The grassy slopes remind us of the slope to gain Bierstadt’s east ridge when you do the Tour d’Abyss. Just toss in some willows and a few more boulders and you got it.
Now, if you only followed our GPX track, you would have thought we knew exactly what we were doing from the being. As we bushwhacked our way to the cliff wall, we came up pretty close to the “left” ramp that people use. The cliff wall was impressive to look at from the ground.
![]() ![]() We took a break in the boulders below the ramp. Ate some snacks. Put on sunscreen and helmets. (We started the ramp about the 2:05 mark) The hardest move of the ramp and Tijeras, was the first obstacle. A nice large slab with a few cracks and footholds. There were not a lot of holds, but enough, and you had to trust the friction of your shoe soles. Hard Class 3? Easy C4? What I can say is that there was an old belay station set up just above this section. So the down climb might be a questionable move, but probably doable.
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() The rest of the ramp was C2 to C3. A nice scramble up. The rocky ramp soon gained some grass and was a mix. The exit was mostly grass and dirt. Though the final move out had no handholds on the rock. I learned a new climbing term: mantle. Little did I know I executed a mantle move without knowing it to get out. Brad mentioned it afterward. There were several cairns in this area, I am guessing for those that wanted to down climb this section instead of climbing the ridge to Music Mountain. (Out of the ramp at the 2:40 mark) And now for nearly 1,000 feet of suck. Boulder hopping. Boulder hiking. Boulders. And more boulders. I guess there are worse slopes. And the boulders did stay in place for the most part. Just keep your balance and head toward the top and the north face of Tijeras.
![]() ![]() ![]() Getting to the top, well, there looks like several options. Pick the option you like best. We selected the second gully from the right, or the second gully from the NW ridge. The first gully had some snow. Might have been able to go around it, might not. But, guessing how climbable this face is, we probably could have. The second gully, was larger and wider. Had a large rib on the left, probably a fun climb, and a smaller rib that separated it from the snowy gully on the right. Also had a smaller rib or bulge in the middle. It all looked like Class 3 fun. (3:30 mark) But it was short, only like 200 feet to scramble to the summit. This section, probably had the loosest rocks of the day, but there weren’t that many. Neither one of us took any photos while climbing this quick section.
We hit the Tijeras summit at about 8:50 a.m. (3:45 mark). The sky was smoky in all directions. We could still see the closer peaks, but it all got hazy the greater the distance. Saw some familiar names on the registry. Got a snack and some photos.
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() We decided to go down the NW ridge, a direct route to Music. It was pretty mellow, mostly C2, but a few C3 moves, including one to get on the upper bump in the ridge. Then it was a tedious rocky ridge walk over to Music. Nothing hard, just watching your foot placement. Except for its “bi-centennial” ranking, not much of reason to climb this one. A lot of effort for a short scramble. But, it was a great warm-up to what was about to come. We hit the bottom of Music’s south ridge about 10 a.m. (5:00 mark). It looked a bit intimidating. Brad was thinking it was Class 3. Well, the standard route is C3. This ridge definitely had some Class 4 moves and a lot of exposure.
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() The ridge was fun! A great scramble. The rock, for the most part, was solid. There were a few rocks that moved, so check each hold. But in general the rock provided excellent hand and foot holds making this very enjoyable. If you have read any of my other TRs, you’ll know I’m not a fan of exposure. I’ve had a few diva moments before moving up. But this route had enough solid rock, it kept the feeling of exposure to a minimum, for the most part. Though, any fall on this ridge would be very bad, probably deadly.
Brad led the first section. I led the second. We talked about how similar this was to the Kit Carson’s North Ridge, if you stayed on ridge proper, as far as difficulty. But this route had a bit more exposure. And probably a bit steeper in sections. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Brad finished off the third section as the lead and we stopped and looked at the next section. How the hell do you get on the next section? Brad was happy to hand over the leading to me. I simply said no. This looked beyond my skill level. I don’t have enough ego to pretend I know what I’m doing when I’m over my head in climbing. Brad tried to boost my self-esteem, but that didn’t work. He claims he doesn’t like heights. He has better climbing skills, so I felt, strongly, he should lead this.
The section started with an almost flat wall, no holds, that was at least chest high, if you stood on the rock below it. Brad felt around for a bit. I looked at the different sides. The rock instantly transitioned into a knife-edge like position. With some thought, Brad finally did a very bad imitation of the Alex-Honnold-El-Capitan-leg-kick-to-the-hold and he placed his leg on the lip and his toe against a depression in the rock.
With his right toe on a questionable spot, he lifted and scooted his body over the edge. He laid on the rock edge like a lizard, and then shimmied up a bit to straddle the rock. He shimmied, scooted, and crawled up to a sitting position. Then with toes and hands, he moved up to a stable spot and turned around to see what I would do.
![]() “You can do it.” I can’t remember if I actually said, “hell, no,” or if that is what I was thinking.
I also regret not taking any photos of Brad’s move. I was concentrating on what he was doing, thinking I was going to have to copy the move. I stepped up on the rock, lifted my leg to the toe hold he used. There was no leverage in that. Nope. Not going to do that.
So now what? We knew many people on this route skipped the final ridge section and turned left into a gully to hit the summit ridge. There was a way down to the left at this spot. It looked a little steep, but would go. I didn’t think this was the gully section. So, I had to move up.
The more I looked around, the rock wall on the left side of the knife-like-edge had some cracks and holds. If I moved up and left, I could get on this rock. And that’s what I did. I didn’t go to the left as far as I originally thought I would have to, and moved up and back to the right. Time to straddle the edge.
Kicked my right leg over, found an iffy toe hold. Moved my body over the lip and there I was, like a kid mutton bustin’ at the rodeo, holding on tight.
I shimmied, scooted, and crawled trying to get up to a sitting position. But my inner pants leg caught on a small rock or edge in the ridge. I wasn’t going to move back down. I tried to move my leg, but I couldn’t (or didn’t want to) raise it high. What the hell, these pants already have a patch on the backside… I moved up and heard and felt the rip in the pants. It was worth it. One of the harder moves I’ve made in the mountains mostly because this rounded knife edge, slanted up, it's not flat like Capitol's sharp knife edge. .
![]() The knife-edge like ridge relented and we were back on our feet and hands moving up. We hit a high spot and Brad looked over at me and grinned. “There is nothing to see here.” Then he rotated and down climbed a large boulder. I hate down climbing. He dropped below the rock and disappeared like a vole going back in its hole. Well, crap. The down climb was actually a controlled fall. The boulder was large and sturdy. Just hold on the far edge, slip over the near edge and carefully lower yourself. Just looked worse than it really was. Being tall has its advantages at times.
![]() Now, we were at the spot where we could transition into the gully away from the ridge. So we turned left and moved along rocky and grassy ledges to reach the summit ridge. The summit, surprisingly, was still nearly a quarter mile away. This section was mostly Class 2, with a few C3 moves depending on your route. We passed the East Ridge, the standard route, and discussed the high points. The .com had the last high point to the north as the summit, so we made our way over to it. It was a scramble at times. We reached the summit about 11:25 a.m., (6:20 mark, about 1:20 to climb the ridge).
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() We rested for a few minutes, took photos and sent messages. The weather still looked good, but the smoke never went away. We didn’t stay long at the summit, maybe 10 minutes. The views like most of the state were hazy, you couldn’t see the horizon.
![]() We followed the ridge back to the standard route and descended. Again, a bit tedious, but wasn’t hard. Class 2 &3 slope down to the “notch.” Took about 30 minutes to get from the summit to the notch.
![]() ![]() ![]() From here it was a grassy/rocky slope down toward a dry creek. We followed the creek to stay out of the willows. We used the GPX track to find the main trail. We never did. The actual physical trail doesn’t exist. It’s just a route. We got back to the lower lake about 12:50 p.m. Quick snack break and finally took off my helmet. Also found a knife. Will be a nice treat if it’s not hexed.
We both needed water, but didn’t want to get it from the lake. We followed the trail back to the creek and stopped to refill and Steripen it. Hiking back up to Music Pass was a bit warm, but not too bad. From the creek, it took about 30 minutes to reach the top, and another 25 to reach the TH. We saw at least a dozen people hiking in between the creek and the TH. The entire hike was just under 9hr25min.
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() A few more cars were parked, and one guy was changing a tire, that had a rip in the sidewall from a rock. We helped a bit and headed down the road. I had a bit of scare on the way out. The road has a good bit of steep downhill at the top. I looked at my gas gauge and it showed a quarter of a tank. I had nearly half a tank when I pulled in last night. Did someone siphon some gas? I looked again and it was at an eighth of a tank. Did a rock hit my gas line? I hollered at Brad and told him my gas gauge was off. Siphon or rock? He said his was low too. Another turn in the road and my low gas light came on, I was on “E.” There must be a break in the line.
Hollered at Brad again, told him I needed to pull over. The campground was close, but not close enough. I pulled into a large spot and turned off the engine. I wasn’t worried about the cost of a tow truck, but was guessing this was going to be a very long day. “Brad, did you have any plans this evening?” I looked underneath the burb and smelled for gasoline. Nothing. I was confused. I started the Suburban again, and thought the gas pump would send gasoline out of a compromised line. Looked and smelled. Nothing again. I checked the gas gauge; it was back to above a quarter. The slope of the road was screwing with the gas gauge, big time. I’ve seen that happen before, but not to this degree.
Anyway, the rest of the trip home was uneventful. Grabbed some gas and got on the highway. Though, I wish I had brought a fly rod to take sometime to throw feathers at trout in the Arkansas. I really like this ‘back way’ home instead of going through Colorado Springs and the traffic.
Final thought: I’m curious of the two spellings of Tijeras/Tisaras: my Gaia map had both names with different elevations. It was a good day.
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