The White Rim Road

Back in July Shelley and I went on one of our “bucket list” off grid adventures. We had been hoping to do this trail for the last couple of years and the timing and logistics finally worked out this past summer. My biggest concern with completing it was that we are pulling a trailer and there are a number of switchbacks that I have heard were very tight and narrow.

Although I have gotten very good at navigating switchback, narrow primative roads, the reputation of the White Rim Road gave me concerns.

White Rim Road Map

I spent a considerable amount of time researching the Road to make sure I was going to be safe with the trailer. However, finding objective and reliable information on the Road via social media was nearly impossible. I only found one review of the Road that was helpful.

I also contacted the National Park Service and spoke with the Rangers in Canyonlands.  Even the Rangers I spoke with gave me mixed reviews.  However, none of them said, “No, don’t do it.”

After looking at detailed satellite images off of Google Maps, finding some “street view images” and listening to the advice of the one person who gave me decent advice on the trail, we decided that we would plan to take the route clockwise.  In order to give me a chance to reconnoiter over Hardscrabble without the trailer, we made our itinerary to stop for at Potato Bottom for one of our nights. If we were not able to get over Hardscrabble, we would turn around and go back out the way we came via a night at Airport Campground.  We would then complete the Road clockwise back to the west side of Hardscrabble. We would take the truck over and not the trailer so we could at least claim having finished the Road in its entirety.

With that plan, we made reservations for our trip. The next hurdle to overcome was the logistics of food and fuel.

Since the White Rim Road is so far away from gasoline and our route was essentially going to drive it twice, we needed to have approximately 300 miles worth of gasoline in the truck.  This would allow us to avoid having to drive back out to the nearest fuel at Archview RV Resort and Campground, which was 41 miles roundtrip from the intersection of Shafer Road and Grand View Point Road.

Food and water were not as significant a challenge since we have a very large fridge and can carry 56 gallons of water, 36 of which is in the trailer. Part of our long-term planning has always been extending the range with the truck in the back country. So over the past winter I added an auxiliary transfer tank to the bed of the truck. This gave me the capacity to carry an additional 44 gallons of gasoline beyond the 38 gallon stock fuel tank of the Tundra.  This would be the second trip with the tank.  

The auxiliary tank is completely lawful and abides by all federal regulations for the commercial transportation of gasoline.  With that in mind, the private transport of gasoline is not regulated the same way as commercial transportation and doesn’t fall under the HazMat regulations by the Federal Government.  I also have not tied it in to the fuel system of the truck.  Essentially, it is just a very large Jerry can.  I researched the Federal Regulations, just the same, and made sure the tank and installation comply with them so I know it’s as safe as I can make it.  With all that in mind, your local laws may vary.

With that in mind, I knew we weren’t going to need 44 additional gallons of gasoline. I estimated needing no more than 25 extra gallons, or 63 total, giving us 378 miles of range at an estimated 6 mpg.  This is what we have been getting on off grid trips in Death Valley and various BDRs.

So with the logistics out of the way and the reservations made it was time to get on the road.

Our trip to the White Rim Road and Island in the Sky was part of a larger trip that was bookend with mountain biking in Fruita Colorado and Moab Utah.

Being that we are National Park groupies (OK, maybe I am more so than Shelley) we had to start our trip at the Island in the Sky Visitor Center. I thought it was necessary to check in with the Rangers, show them our permit and to let them know that we were going to be on the trail. However, that is an unnecessary step on the White Rim Road. I did speak to the Ranger, the third ranger I had spoken to in my research, and he told me that we would have no problems on Hardscrabble.  

We took our “trophy” starting photo and off we went.

Us above the Shafer Switchback outside the Island in the Sky Visitor Center.

Us above the Shafer Switchback outside the Island in the Sky Visitor Center.

The White Rim Road doesn’t actually start at the highway. You pull off Island in the Sky Road onto Shafer Canyon Road and follow it down the Shafer Trail Switchbacks where it intersects with the White Rim Road.

Airing down at the start of the Shafer Trail

Airing down at the start of the Shafer Trail

One of the really nice things about the White Rim Road, and I was really impressed with how the National Park Service has this area set up, is that there are restrooms all over the place. Including at the intersection of Shafer Trail and the White Rim Road. And every one we went into was virtually spotless. Some of the nicest back country restrooms I have ever been in.  

At the eastern terminus of the White Rim Road.

At the eastern terminus of the White Rim Road.

I planned for this first day to be a short milage day.  We knew that we were going to get a late start having driven in from Fruita, Colorado. We planed our first night to be at Airport Campground. Airport A to be specific. It’s only a short 20 mile drive from the highway, but with all the stops we wanted to make along the way it took a few hours.

On the White Rim Road leading to Airport Campground.

On the White Rim Road leading to Airport Campground.

We aren’t the kind of travelers that try to get as many miles in per day.  We like to stop frequently to see what we are passing.  So we stopped a number of times to take in the views of the area as well as at Musselman Arch.  There is no toilet here, but it is a large cup-de-sac turnaround and a short walk out to the arch.

Musselman Arch.

Musselman Arch.

Eventually we pulled into Airport A late in the afternoon and got set up. Airport Campground is a wide-open expensive campground with four designated sites.

Airport A.

Airport A.

Airport A and B have their own access road off the White Rim Road, and Airport C and D are about a quarter-mile away off of their own access road. Although you can see all four from the same vantage point they were very secluded and quiet. Especially at night. Maybe with larger crowds in each one of the campgrounds you might hear your neighbor, but Airport B was occupied by a solo driver and we didn’t even know he was there.

The moon over Airport Tower.

The moon over Airport Tower.

Airport Campground has two bathrooms.  One for A and B and one for C and D. I guess the only critique I could give for Airport was the long walk to the bathroom. But that’s a pretty minor critique of a spectacular location.

Day 2 was set aside for a day hike in the area. Again, our philosophy when traveling in the back country has never been to see how many miles we could put down each day. This trip plan was to spend two nights at Airport A allowing us to see this area at a nice leisurely pace. Leaving the trailer at the campsite, we took the truck back down the way we came to hike Lathrop Trail. There is no parking at the trailhead from the Road.  There is a spot further down where you can pull off.  Lathrop Trail actually goes all the way up to Grand View Point Road above on the plateau. But it was never our intention to hike all the way up and come all the way back down.

Starting out on Lathrop Trail.

Starting out on Lathrop Trail.

Somewhere on Lathrop Trail.

Somewhere on Lathrop Trail.

We hiked up enough to get a very nice view looking out over Canyonlands. Unfortunately the only wildlife we saw were lizards and birds.

Lathrop Trail overlook.

Lathrop Trail overlook.

After coming back to the trailhead, we took the truck down Lathrop Canyon Road to the Colorado River. You could take a mountain bike down this route, which we considered.  With only have one full day at this location, we took the truck. If you spend three nights at Airport Campground you could spend one day hiking all the way up to the pavement and then spend the second day mountain biking all the way down to the Colorado River. That would be a cool plan.  

In Lathrop Canyon.

In Lathrop Canyon.

The drive down to the river was pretty uneventful.  However, if you’re going to take a mountain bike, the first quarter mile is very steep. After that it was pretty chill all the way down to the river.

The Colorado River at the bottom of Lathrop Canyon Road.

The Colorado River at the bottom of Lathrop Canyon Road.

There were some very spectacular views being down below the rim and looking back up.  Seeing how the plateau is crumbling and eroding was quite interesting. It is a view that is a little bit more difficult to see from the White Rim Road itself because from the Road you are looking down on it.

The crumbling of the White Rim.

The crumbling of the White Rim.

Down at the bottom of the Lathrop Canyon Road is a large cul-de-sac where large vehicles can easily turn around or if you’re pulling a trailer you can make a U-turn. And of course there’s even a restroom. We spent some time down by the river until a river rafting sightseeing group showed up.  

The bottom of Lathrop Canyon.

The bottom of Lathrop Canyon.

When we realized the rafting boat was going to beach at our spot and how crowded and busy it was going to be we bailed and headed back to camp.

Leaving no trace was not in their vocabulary.  They were running all about urinating everywhere except in the restroom.  Based on the reactions of some of the rafters, I’m pretty sure someone took a dump behind the restroom because they couldn’t wait.  Some of them didn’t even realize they were standing on a vehicle road, even though they walked right past our truck.  As we were leaving we had to wait behind them in the truck while they finished pissing in the middle of the road.

Back at Airport A, we spent a nice evening making dinner and star gazing.  

Day 3 was a travel day to Potato Bottom. On the map it showed approximately 46 miles. This is usually well within our drive time on a normal back country road. But the White Rim Road is not normal.

Views from the White Rim Road.

Views from the White Rim Road.

On the White Rim Road at the intersection with White Crack Rd.

On the White Rim Road at the intersection with White Crack Rd.

Although lots of people do the White Rim Road in two days we were pulling a trailer. And when you have to clear every obstacle with three axles it adds some significant time to your travels. Add in all of our stops to take in the view and lunch at Murphy Hogback and the total drive time was nearly 8 hours for us.

Lunch at Murphy Hogback.

Lunch at Murphy Hogback.

For most of the Road between Airport and Potato Bottom we were only traveling about 4 to 6 mph. In many areas we had to slow to a crawl. As we came down the west side of Murphy Hogback we ran into our only technical spot on the Road where we had to stop and build the road up in order to navigate it.

For those reading this who do not pull a trailer, you have to understand that we cannot take the same line a 2-axel vehicle. We may see a good line but cannot access it because the trailer will turn inside that line and either leave the road or hit its own obstacle. Which means that the trailer or the truck typically ends up not taking the best line. That was what we ran into as we came down Murphy Hogback. We ended up having to fill in some dips and ledges in the road in order to navigate those areas.  

By the way, the pull up the east side of Murphy Hogback was easy.  Yes, it is steep and narrow.  Shelley went out in front to make sure anyone coming down could be stopped first as I came up, but it was a piece of cake.  We found the approach to Murphy Hogback from the east to be more technical then the climb itself.

The road leading to the Murphy Hogback climb.

The road leading to the Murphy Hogback climb.

Thus this 46 miles took a lot longer than we anticipated. Neither of us were looking forward to having to come back out this route if we were not able to get over Hardscrabble the next day.

We met a number of people traveling the Road counter clockwise. We passed a 4 x 4 sprinter van that was on his second day. And we passed a couple of mountain bike outfitters who were also traveling counterclockwise. One of these mountain bike outfitters was clearly concerned about our safety on the Road pulling a trailer. She did not think that we would be able to even get up Murphy Hogback let alone get over Hardscrabble. She was concerned enough to give us advice that we should drop the trailer where we were at and finish the route without it. I try to take everybody’s advice into consideration, but this advice seem to be exaggerated. Especially since she just came from that route in a 3/4 ton full-size pickup.  

Shortly after meeting her we passed a Park Ranger making his rounds and we had a really good conversation with him. He too was in a 3/4 ton full size truck and he was confident that if we took a good line up Hardscrabble that we would be able to navigate it. He told us that he had seen a number of people drive over Hardscrabble with trailers. In fact, his recommendation was to go over Hardscrabble and not come back as our original plan had been designed. He told us the worst part of the Road is going to be on the downhill side of Murphy Hogback, and not Hardscrabble. He told us that sometime in the past 12 months the National Park Service had scraped Hardscrabble and it was very level.  It just had tight hairpin turns that he thought we would be able to navigate if we took our time.

His tips and advice was more consistent with what I have been reading and hearing from others.

We pulled into Potato Bottom late in the afternoon after a very long day. We immediately dropped the trailer and I took the truck to reconnoiter over Hardscrabble and see it first hand for myself. This had always been part of the plan and I was anxious to see what it really look liked first hand.

Potato Bottom C.

Potato Bottom C.

I was pleasantly surprised at how navigable Hardscrabble really was. The Tundra went right up and over without any issues whatsoever. There were only two switchbacks I was concerned about and I thought maybe the inside wheel of the trailer might have to drive over a rock to clear the first hairpin turn. The only other issue I had was a right hand turn after the second switch back. But other than that, Hardscrabble wasn’t that big of a problem. We had been on more difficult and tighter switchbacks on the Washington BDR. I returned to camp very excited with the knowledge that we would not have to drive back out the way we came. Even as large as our truck trailer combination was, I was very confident in our ability to get over Hardscrabble.

With that knowledge, Shelley and I relaxed for the evening in a very nice location. Potato Bottom consist of three separate designated spots, A, B and C. We were in Potato Bottom C which is furthest west and closest to Hardscrabble. Potato Bottom A has its own out house but it’s more of a pull out just off the side of the Road then an actual campsite.  B and C share an out house but both are well off the road offering more privacy. Potato Bottom C has a trail that leads down to the Green River.  Although parts of it are very overgrown, access is doable. This was a very nice campground with lots of trees and shade and a very large cul-de-sac to maneuver larger vehicles or trucks with trailers

If we were able to get over Hardscrabble the next morning, not having reservations on the other side would pose a logistical problem with our schedule. Since our reservations were for leaving back out the way we came, we did not have reservations at any of the campgrounds on the west side of Hardscrabble. We decided that if we got over Hardscrabble that we would make a decision after arriving at Labyrinth about where we would stay.

The next morning, Day 4, we hooked up and made our way over Hardscrabble. The first switch back we came to, the one I was most concerned about, actually turned into a breeze. I wasn’t able to make the U-turn in one movement due to the outside cliff wall. After gently placing the front bumper up against the cliff to maximize my turn, I only needed to back up about a foot to a foot and a half and then I was able to clear the switch back. Once I got the trailer around the the inside corner without it driving up and over the rock I was concerned about the day before, I knew that the rest of Hardscrabble was going to be a piece of cake.  

And it was.

Making the first hairpin turn up Hardscrabble.

Making the first hairpin turn up Hardscrabble.

Somewhere up on Hardscrabble.

Somewhere up on Hardscrabble.

Don’t get me wrong, if you drop your guard going over Hardscrabble you’re going to screw up. There are a lot of very tight turns and the road is not very wide.  When you’re pulling a trailer you’re always looking at the next turn ahead of you to set yourself up properly. But realistically, I could’ve taken a longer trailer over Hardscrabble. 

On Hardscrabble leading to the second hairpin.

On Hardscrabble leading to the second hairpin.

The sharp right turn above the second hairpin turn.

The sharp right turn above the second hairpin turn.

Once at the top of Hardscrabble there is a hike out to some old homestead ruins and Ancestral Puebloans’ ruins.  There is plenty of places to park at the trailhead that puts you well off of the White Rim Road. We pulled over and spent a few hours exploring the trail out to the ruins. We found the side trip to be extremely well worth it. The hike is very simple with some switchbacks but the elevation and distance are insignificant.

Looking back at Hardscrabble from the Ancestral Puebloans’ ruins.

Looking back at Hardscrabble from the Ancestral Puebloans’ ruins.

The Ancestral Puebloans’ ruins are up on top of a small peak with great views of the Green River. The homestead ruins are down on the Green River. If you’re going to travel the White Rim Road I would strongly recommend taking a few hours out of your trip to explore this short out-and-back hike.

Ancestral Puebloans’ ruins.

Ancestral Puebloans’ ruins.

Old cabin homestead.

Old cabin homestead.

Once back at the truck, and using my binoculars to scout ahead on the road, I was able to observe a Toyota Tacoma coming up from the Hardscrabble Bottom side. Having reconnoitered it the night before I knew there was no way that we were going to pass each other on the Road. We sat tight at the trail head until the Tacoma passed. Then on our way down we came upon a group of mountain bikers who were coming up as well. We had some good conversations with them as they passed.  Luckily their outfitter was waiting at the bottom of hardscrabble. 

We stopped and spoke with the outfitter and found out that there is no common means of radio communications on the White Rim Road. I asked him about this because while waiting for the Tacoma I saw him coming as well.  I had tried to call him on every radio I had, CB, GMRS and ham.  He had stopped at the bottom and I was trying to reach him so he would let me come down before he started up.  In the Pacific Northwest a lot of people use ham at 146.46 to communicate. But he had never heard of that. I asked him about CB or GMRS and he stated he wasn’t aware of any common radio frequencies or types anybody uses to communicate.  He didn’t even use a radio to talk to his own guides who were with the mountain bikers out ahead of him.  I found that kind of surprising.  That he stopped was just luck on our part.

If you’re on Hardscrabble or Murphy Hogback there are very few locations where two vehicles are going to pass each other.  With no way to communicate, you really have to use binoculars to scout your route to make sure nobody is ahead of you before you start up or down. On both of them, Shelley was out ahead of me scouting on foot around the hairpin corners for any oncoming traffic.  He had stopped because he was letting the mountain bikes get to the top before he started up, which timed out perfectly for us. And by the way, he told us he had seen a number of people drive trailers up and over Hardscrabble as well.

Now it was on to Labyrinth Campground and a decision. We did not have reservations for either of the two campsites at Labyrinth and there was no way to know if anybody was going to show up or not. We knew that both of these campsites were reserved but we had no idea if anybody was going to show up. We had the option of hanging out and waiting to see if anybody showed.  If there was a no-show, we could take one. Or we could drive out of the White Rim Road and Canyonlands and spend the night on BLM land. We chose to leave and spend the night on BLM land. The reason was we did not want to try to drive out and find a campsite in the dark. It’s just not something that we try to do. Our preference is to get to where we need to get to early so we have time to relax, cook dinner, smoke a cigar and have a beer. If we waited till 6 or 7 PM to do that then we would not have a lot of time to ourselves.

So we left the National Park a day early and found a nice spot of BLM land where we spent the night celebrating our completion of the White Rim Road.

Celebration cigar and beer.

Celebration cigar and beer.

We suffered no breakdowns, no injuries, and no damage to any parts of our vehicles. After hearing so much about the trail I was very pleased with our performance. We were equally impressed with the capabilities of the truck and trailer. The trailer just continues to impress me wherever we take it.

The morning of Day 5 saw us driving back into Canyonlands and we pulled into the Labyrinth B. It appeared to have not been used the night before. Oh well, hindsight is 2020.

Labyrinth B is a spectacular campsite.  Of the two campsites at Labyrinth Campground, this is the one you want.  Right on the Green River.  We faced the kitchen at the river and that evening we set up our propane fire pit and chairs on our “deck” overlooking the river and just watched the world go by.  

Looking down into Labyrinth B from the Road.

Looking down into Labyrinth B from the Road.

Labyrinth B.

Labyrinth B.

After arriving and getting set up, we still had this entire day to explore the area.  Right out of Labyrinth Campground is Taylor Canyon Road.  We took that road up to Taylor Campground and a trailhead to Moses and Zeus.  

I can’t recommend Taylor Campground.  It’ll work in a pinch, but it is just a pull out spot along Taylor Canyon Road.  Anyone driving to the trail head will drive right through your campsite.  With that said, I doubt you’ll get many visitors.  I would only use Taylor if you had to.  By the way, it is not at the location you see on Gaia, Google or the NPS maps.  That spot is the trailhead for the hike.  The campsite is a few hundred yards prior to the trailhead.  My hyperlink above drops right on it.

Moses and Zeus was a great hike that is not difficult at all.  There is some confusion as to the exact name of this trail.  The trailhead sign calls it Moses Trail and the Alcove Spring Trail intersects here too.  Once up on rock feature, you can hike all the way around looking into the two different canyons the feature sits in the middle of.  We had lunch up on the feature.  We thought maybe we’d see some wildlife in the cooler shadows of the cliff sides, but not a thing.  

Moses and Zeus.

Moses and Zeus.

Moses and Zeus  with arches across the valley.

Moses and Zeus with arches across the valley.

Rich hiking back down to the trailhead in the background.

Rich hiking back down to the trailhead in the background.

Once back at camp, we spent the rest of the evening on our “deck” over the Green River.

Grilling on the Green River.

Grilling on the Green River.

Watching the world go by.

Watching the world go by.

The next day, Day 6, we drove back out of Canyonlands and headed back to Island in the Sky to complete our circumnavigation of the White Rim Road.  The official western terminus of the White Rim Road is here.  

The western terminus of the White Rim Road.

The western terminus of the White Rim Road.

Now that we completed it, we could buy our “trophy” for ourselves and take some more time to visit the Visitor Center.  

We spent the rest of the day on pavement within Island in the Sky District itself.  We drove Grand View Point Road to the Mesa Arch.  Then Upheaval Dome Road to the Syncline Loop Trail.  Syncline Loop Trail goes all the way back down to the White Rim Road, but it also has some great overlook spots to view the Upheaval Dome.

Upheaval Dome from the Syncline Loop Trail.

Upheaval Dome from the Syncline Loop Trail.

Us on the Syncline Loop Trail near Upheaval Dome.

Us on the Syncline Loop Trail near Upheaval Dome.

Then it was on to the Green River Overlook and the more spectacular Grand View Point.  The Green River Overlook was very busy, but the views looking down onto the Road and Green River are worth the stop.

Green River overlook.

Green River overlook.

But the Grand View Point was the better of the two.  A 1.8 mile hike out on Grand View Point Trail is worth every moment.  It goes along the cliff side of the mesa and there are spectacular views all the way out to Grand View Point Overlook.  If you have no issues with exposure, you can climb around the back side and you are on top of the world there.  Absolutely amazing.  You need to do it.

Shelley at Grand View Point Overlook.

Shelley at Grand View Point Overlook.

Grand View Point.

Grand View Point with the White Rim Road below.

It was starting to get late in the afternoon so we started heading out of Canyonlands. We made one last stop at the Shafer Trail Viewpoint to collect our own iconic views of the Shafer Trail Switchbacks.

Our Shafer Switchbacks trophy shot.

Our Shafer Switchbacks trophy shot.

From there, we said goodbye to Island in the Sky and found a nice spot off Dubinky Well Road for our stay in the Moab area.  

Camping off Dubinky Well Road, Moab.

Camping off Dubinky Well Road, Moab.

Thus closed our five nights and six days on the White Rim Road.  So worth it.  Personally, two more days (seven days and eight days) would allow for some extra days for some longer hiking and a mountain biking trip.  There is so much to see on the Road.  So much to do.  

And that is just 1/3 of Canyonlands National Park.  

Our Trip to Fruita, Colorado

Shelley and I made a short weekend stop in Fruita, Colorado a few weekends ago for some mountain biking.

We stayed at James M Robb – Colorado River State Park for three nights and four days.  The below photo was our camp spot.  We wanted to stay in North Fruita as there are tons of BLM spots up there, but with us coming into town on Friday night with a big mountain biking event that weekend, we didn’t think we’d find any spots.  So we just made reservations early for a spot.  This was a pretty nice camp ground.  On Monday, after we finished mountain biking up there, we drove the area around North Fruita marking all the camps spots for future trips back to this area.

Ripley seems to always find the best seat in the house.

We left Boise on Friday and made the drive in one day…..one long day.  11-1/2 hours with fuel and food stops.  We didn’t want to waste a day of vacation traveling by taking two days to drive there, so one long day was better.

The mountain biking area we really wanted to try out was in North Fruita, but a mountain biking event was taking place this same weekend.  So our first two days, Saturday and Sunday, was spent in the Kokopelli trail area and the Rabbit Valley trail area.  Both are south and southwest from Fruita.

Monday, after the mountain biking event was over in North Fruita, we drove up there and spent the day.

Here’s a map of the area so you can get an idea of where we were riding.

The riding was great on all the days.  It was so much harder and technical then what we typically ride on around Boise.  Plus, there are hundreds of miles of trails to choose from too.

This was our Kokopelli area ride.

The scenery around this ride was pretty spectacular.  As you can see from the map, a lot of the ride was right along the Colorado River.  We could see a lot of rafters cruising the Colorado too.

As I mentioned, there were places where we couldn’t ride and had to get off and walk the bikes.  Steep drop offs or just real technical climbs.  In this photo of Shelley, you can see her getting ready to climb down.  With her in the photo, you can see that’s about a 10′ drop.  There was one spot where the warning was regarding a 100 yard boulder field that dropped 60 feet or so and said that all the but the most technical riders should even try it.  We watched a couple guys from Germany try it, but only one of them even came within half way to making it.  Everyone was climbing up or down it.

This was our Rabbit Valley area ride.

Rabbit Valley was pretty nice, but not quite as spectacular as riding along the Colorado River.  This area was more wide open with some spots where you rode along cliff faces, but mostly it was pretty mild compared to the day before.

This was our North Fruita area ride.

Our rides in North Fruita were mostly long climbs to spectacular downhills.  On the map above, those long straight lines on the right hand side were 1-way trails where you climbed up one and then ripped it down hill on another.  Then we moved over to the west (left side of the map) and did a big loop.  That loop was pretty nice at the beginning, but around mile marker 13 on the map, it got pretty difficult with lots of climbing and areas where we had to walk our bikes.  Then, the down hill came along and it was miles of greatness back to the trail head.

Here you can see Shelley just beyond that first clump of trees along the trail working her way to those switch backs on the second ridge in the background.  That’s what we had to walk.

Here we are, finally at the top looking back down what we just rode/walked up.

Now that we are at the top, I’m getting ready to take in the miles of downhill ahead of us back to the trailhead.

On Sunday evening, my sister Laurene and her husband Roger both came to visit for the afternoon and join us for dinner.  They live just a few hours away and got some of their own biking in on Sunday before joining us.

It was great to see them again and catch up over beer and dinner.

Our Food on Denali

One of the most common questions we’ve been asked when we got back was what we ate and how was the food.  Okay, probably the most common questions we were asked is, “Where did you go the bathroom?”  Well, I’m not going to detail that, but if you must know, check out this National Park Service article on Clean Mountain Cans.

Okay, back to the food.

Breakfast and dinner was provided by Alpine Ascents.  They also provided about half the lunches and we provided snacks to augment their lunches.  The guides made each meal while we were on the mountain.  Lauren made the dinners and Vern made the breakfasts.  Both were quite good and there was lots of them.  We were eating, counting lunches, somewhere between 4,000 and 5,000 calories a day.  And we were always hungry.  Everyone had seconds at every meal.

Before we left Talkeetna, the guides put together various options for our lunches and we just went through a buffet line of stuff and grabbed what we wanted to take.  The recommendation was about 1 pound of lunch food per day.  Most of us took about 15 – 16 pounds.  In the second photo you can see we each have a white, linen type duffel bag we carried the food in.  The lunches consisted of sliced sausages, bagels, trail mix, various types of cheeses, jerky, crackers and other assorted grab snacks.  You could take as much or as little as you liked, but they sent Shelley back for more when her bag only weighed in at around 12 lbs.  I supplemented my lunch with a jar of peanut butter (wow, am I glad I brought that) and we each had a couple of bags of beef jerky that Travis made for us before we left Boise.  We also had lots of candy bars, Clif bars and other types of “power” bar snacks.

For our lunches we would usually eat them after we came back from a carry day or after we moved into and settled our new camps.  We also would take portions of the lunches we selected, as well as the stuff we brought with us, and stuff our pockets each day we climbed.  These snacks would be what we ate during our breaks on our climbing days.  The peanut butter was heaven for me.  I love peanut butter.  I saw a guide bring a jar of peanut butter with him on Rainier and took the idea from him.  We had Philadelphia Cream Cheese for the bagels as well, which was great.  But the peanut butter spread out on the crackers was the best part of lunch for me.  Little simple things like that really helped you get through a hard day.

We were introduced to our meals on the mountain the night we arrived at base camp.  Lauren made cheese burgers.  Yes, cheese burgers.  Real cheese burgers.  This would be typical of the food we had for dinner.  On other nights we had an Indian curry dish, burritos, stir fry with chicken, tuna macaroni.  You get the idea.  Nearly every meal also had some type of soup to go with it.  Navy bean soup, split pea, chicken noodle or something along those lines.  Of course you could add cheese to your soup if you’d like.  In fact, you could add cheese to just about anything if you desired.

On a couple of occasions Lauren even made miniature pizzas for everyone.  She even made them to order for those of us who dislike mushrooms.  Otherwise they were cheese, olive, mushroom and pepperoni pizzas.  You could even order them with extra cheese if you’d like.

Someone asked me why not just use Mountain House dinners?  I’m not really sure why they don’t use them.  We did have a Mountain House dinner at Camp 5.  I remember seeing them preparing that meal.  We also had macaroni and cheese at Camp 5 one night.  My guess is they don’t use them due to the expense and they are all dry foods.  Believe me, the hamburgers and the pizza were huge moral boosters.  We had hamburgers at base camp that first night and then again on our first night at Camp 4.  Having that type of real food really does something for you physiologically.

Breakfasts had a bit less variety but they were just as good.  French toast with bacon, pancakes (with or without blueberries!) with bacon, Denali Delights (which was half of a pan-fried bagel, cheese and ham).  There was other breakfasts cereals and various breakfast bars.  The french toast and pancakes came with either maple syrup or strawberry spread.

Then we moved to Camp 5 (17,200 feet).  See, you go as light as possible when you move up to Camp 5.  It was a long day and you can’t take your sleds so everything goes on your back.  It’s still a double carry day, but that just means your load coming down when you leave is really heavy.  So, you go as light as possible.  Which means the food and the kitchen takes a backseat.  This was when the Top Ramen made its first appearance.  Now Top Ramen is good stuff.  The dinners at Camp 5 were still pretty good.  After we got back from the summit we had Top Ramen before we went to bed.  However, the breakfasts lacked a bit to be desired.  I discussed this on my evaluation form with them over this past weekend.  The breakfast at Camp 5 were the weakest part of the food chain.  It consisted of some type of hot cereal that was just nasty.  We came to simply calling it porridge.  Yes, that was meant as an insult for those of you who like porridge.  No one, except Scott (who liked everything), seemed to like it much.  Luckily we only spent a couple of days up there so we only had two full breakfasts.  Breakfast on the day we moved back down to Camp 4 was……well…..I don’t even remember what that was actually.  I think I ate it, but we had only about 3 hours of sleep in the preceding 30 hours (including a 17 1/2 hour summit day) and that morning is still a blur to me.

On our last night on the mountain we didn’t erect tents when we arrived at Camp 1.  We found an old camp site with a posh tent hole and some decent tent platforms.  As you remember, we just slept out under the stars that night.  Same with the kitchen.  Lauren and Vern mixed up some leftovers for all of us and it turned out to be a turkey stuffing type mash.  It was actually quite good.  I love turkey stuffing and that’s what it tasted like.  So once you got past the texture (it was a bit creamy and mashy) it was good.

Overall the food was excellent.  It really made for a great moral booster every night and each morning (except at Camp 5).  Both Lauren and Vern were great cooks and they made lots of each meal so you never went hungry.  Which was good since we were working so hard every day.