Climbing Pomerica Peak - Night 7

Trip Start Oct 11, 2007
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Trip End Mar 26, 2008


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Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Today was the hottest day yet and with team morale appearing to reach a new low last night, I was a bit worried about the crew.  However, a little after our morning start we started to come into an area in which the cat's claw was much thinner and going much easier.  Spirits lifted and by lunch time everyone was in a rather jovial mood.

Following a short nap after work, the Expedition Team (Daniel, Aaron and I) prepared to make the first ever ascent of the unnamed collection of rocks that I had scouted out the other morning.  While it is certain we wouldn't be the first people to summit this small hill, there were no trails leading up to it, nor had the rangers ever been there, so for us these two circumstances were plenty enough to consider it a daring first ascent.  A bit of bouldering and a few changes of direction later we were standing upon the top of the hill (which Daniel so eloquently named Pomerica Peak Affixing the Flag
Affixing the Flag
 .  For some reason the Brits are called Pomies, added to America gave him Pomerica...good enough for Aaron and I).  The ascent took only 45 minutes and according to my Garmin was only .83 miles from the homestead, nonetheless, the views from the top were moving.  This east face of the rock wall is some 50 to 70 feet straight up, with some deep inner slots.  The rocks, which appear to be very old, are cleaving off the main hill, leaving what are some decent climbing faces.  Back at camp we had decided to take one of the bright green Conservation Volunteer Association vests to plant at the top as a flag.  Much to our luck, at the very easternmost point of the peak stood a large prickly pear tree (an invasive species from the American Southwest).  We signed and date the make-shift flag and with a little help from some pilfered electrical tape affixed the flag to the prickly pear.  Upon returning to the ranch, we were pleased to discover that in the right light one can see the flag from the veranda.   Now we just need to hope that some passing ranger plane doesn't see the vest and think it an SOS flag from some poor fool stranded on the hill.   Oh well, by the time that happens, we'll all be safely back in our home countries. 

What I Learned Today:  America's refusal to switch to the metric system is negatively affecting my travel experience.   I find myself having to convert everything to metric before I can speak about anything.  My mind is full of .62s, 2.2s, divide by 5/9 and add 32s, etc.   The metric system is so easy, all you do is move the decimal point.  Seriously, who knows how many cups are in a gallon?
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