I just got back from a 6 day trip to the window, a place in the Ventana Wilderness with my backpacking friend, Kyle. It was the most challenging trip I have been on. It was challenging in a great way and in some very bad ways. I feel like I gained an incredible amount of knowledge from this trip. All of these pictures were taken by Kyle, so the credit goes to him. Despite this area being located in Big Sur, a huge tourist trap and a ridiculously popular backpacking area (on certain trails), we didn't see or hear a single person the entire time. People really don't like going off the beaten path. The sign in register at the top had one group from early December and the latest one after that was in June.


This trip involved hiking up the Little Sur river, turning up Jackson creek, crossing over a ridge into the headwaters of the little sur river, and following a large drainage up to the Window.
When we arrived, the Little Sur River and Jackson creek were full and swift. It made for some cautious river crossings which were often up to our waists.



The "route" up Jackson Creek was a mess. There were tangles of fallen trees everywhere and when we tried to find alternate routes, we often lost the marked route for more than an hour. Either way, we were going up stream, but managing to stay on the route was much faster. It was slow going.

We ran into a few short waterfalls that required us to backtrack and side hill up some slopes to get around.



Yucca. Don't brush up against one of these!





Heading over the ridge into the headwaters of the Little Sur River.




At this point, I started to have serious problems. My neoprene socks kept my feet plenty warm during all the creek crossings, but as soon as we started hiking through the snow, my feet froze. My feet got so cold that I had to stop, build a small fire, and warm up my feet until I could feel them again. I put on wet wool socks and busted up the slope. After putting on the wool socks, my feet became tolerably cold. Lesson learned here, I should always have a backup pair of dry socks and goretex socks or some kind of plastic bags to keep the snow out. Neoprene works in weird ways. Waterproof footwear would have been useless with all the creek crossings. Neoprene works in strange ways.

The way up to the window had a surprising amount of snow for a place in central California where you can see the coast. I actually post holed a few times, but generally it was above my ankles. It was a little steep and we had to kick step and use our hands to climb. The powder was fairly dry and crumbly, so it was very easy to get traction. There were plenty of rocks and trees to pull up with.


Up at the window.



At this point it started to get cold. We were not prepared for the conditions up there. It got well below freezing with some nasty wind. It even snowed a little. I had frozen feet and became inexplicably cold. I tried crawling into my sleeping bag and layering Kyle's sleeping bag over that, but I still couldn't get warm. I became borderline hypothermic and couldn't do anything to improve my situation. I started getting scared and panicking. Luckily, Kyle was able to get a fire going which helped.

Firewood at the top was scarce and although there was plenty of standing deadwood down the slopes, crawling down there in the dark was dangerous and slippery. Trying to carry wood up was even harder. We spent a cold night. My 35 degree bag didn't cut it, and I think the synthetic loft is started to go flat it in it. The firewood ran out but I did manage to get some sleep.

I woke up to the sun shining directly into our shelter and warming it up enough that I started to sweat. It was amazing to finally be warm. A great start to 2013, but New Years Eve was terrible. We bailed off the mountain and spent 2 days getting back to the car.



