Trip Report - Mt. Arethusa

After three summit free weeks, Anita and I tackled a mountain rated as 'difficult' by all accounts I'd read. Of course, I didn't tell her this until after we'd summited and gotten back to the car, to which she was slightly dismayed. This was hands down one of the most technically demanding and challenging scrambles we've done yet, with several areas of extreme exposure, razor thin ridges to traverse, precipitous drops off cliffs on either side, and a lengthy downclimb into a chimney. The photos simply do not do this one justice. I texted a few photos to friends, and strangely, the universal response was a variation of 'Are you still married?' or 'How mad is Anita?' Lol. You guys give her too little credit. I gave her the option to turn around well before things got spicy, and she was the one pushing us onwards. I've converted her into a mountain goat. Trust me on this one, you should check out the pics.

Also, since it was a long weekend, rather than take a rest day, we took it easy by bagging another summit the next day. But I'll save those photos for another post.


Bit of a precarious position, cliff drop-offs on both sides.


After a lengthy scree bash, we hugged the wall to gain the ridge, before the really interesting part of this scramble began.


Calm before the storm... things would get far more hairy from here.




And this is where things start getting dicey. Anita balances on a thin ledge, as we head towards the 'chimney'. That will makes sense in a few photos.


Taking a breather, surveying the backside of the chimney we would have to downclimb.


Of course, the wind picks up while we're on the thin ledges.


Anita makes her way down the chimney. A slip here, and that's it. The landing was exposed, and momentum would likely drop you down hundreds of metres to the base. Goodbye life.








My better half, the mountain goat.


Taking another breather before continuing along the airy ridge.




Summit beer: Zero Issue Multiverse Pale Ale. In retrospect, having a beer BEFORE retracing our steps along the ridge wasn't my brightest idea.


There was nothing to shelter us from the wind up top, so Anita resorted to this.


And the return back along the ridge.










Surveying where to step next.

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Another spot where a misstep would likely be fatal.




Anita gingerly makes her way across a very exposed ledge. I could look at this picture all day.




See that smile on her face? That's proof that she actually enjoys this stuff.


Climbing back up the chimney. Piece of cake.


And a final look back at the ridge we traversed.


Views of mountains for days!