Beardilocks and I went into Coffin canyon for peakbagging and other activities. Once we reached the canyon floor we split our attention. Me to climb Peak 3300, and him to explore around Coffin for interesting stuff.
I had received some information on the best route to take, but screwed up immediately and started climbing up the wrong ridgeline. By the time I recognized the mistake, it would have taken a long time to correct it so I decided to soldier on and accept the possible consequence of not summiting. The area is rife with cliffs and is very steep.
Here's a look down into Coffin from halfway up, looking south.
The ridgeline Beardilocks and I climbed and then descended to access Coffin is in the lower right. The alluvial fan behind the mountains is from Copper canyon. I didn't get any more photos of the climb up, my mind occupied on more important matters. Luckily, I didn't run into anything terrible enough to stop my progress. I even saw a couple of bighorn sheep once I topped out near the summit so it all worked out great.
On the way down, taking the correct ridgeline this time, I snapped a photo of the slope I used to ascend.
The light colored hills separating Coffin from Copper. I planned to explore these a bit, but didn't end up having the time or desire during this outing.
And we got an excellent view of the lake still hanging around in badwater.
I had received some information on the best route to take, but screwed up immediately and started climbing up the wrong ridgeline. By the time I recognized the mistake, it would have taken a long time to correct it so I decided to soldier on and accept the possible consequence of not summiting. The area is rife with cliffs and is very steep.
Here's a look down into Coffin from halfway up, looking south.
The ridgeline Beardilocks and I climbed and then descended to access Coffin is in the lower right. The alluvial fan behind the mountains is from Copper canyon. I didn't get any more photos of the climb up, my mind occupied on more important matters. Luckily, I didn't run into anything terrible enough to stop my progress. I even saw a couple of bighorn sheep once I topped out near the summit so it all worked out great.
On the way down, taking the correct ridgeline this time, I snapped a photo of the slope I used to ascend.
The light colored hills separating Coffin from Copper. I planned to explore these a bit, but didn't end up having the time or desire during this outing.
And we got an excellent view of the lake still hanging around in badwater.