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Television Peak
Elevation:
Height Gain:
Location:
9,744 ft (2970M)
5,200 ft (1585M)
Castle Junction
Note for 05 Nov 05: This was a scramble with the RMB Peakbaggers. I went with Sonny Bou and Linda Breton. Lots of snow, poor visibility, a cold wind, 3hrs of bushwhacking, slippery rocks, off-route, climbed over 4,200 ft and came back empty handed. It sucked.
  Date Ascent Time Descent Time
1st Time 05 Nov 05 9:12 car to car and incomplete

We were attempting the alternate descent route of Television Peak. We parked at the Projection Mountain Campground, which had a locked gate at the entrance. We actually parked on the legal side of the locked gate, geared up and headed out. Here we see Television Peak on the left and the far end of Castle Mountain on the right.


This is a similar picture of just Television Peak. The approach is much more involved than it would appear in this picture. While it's only about 4km of distance, it involved nearly four hours of bushwhacking to reach treeline.


As we got closer to treeline, we kept coming across little cliff bands with lots of blocky rubble at the base. The rubble was covered in black moss, and a lot of snow. It was treacherous to say the least. This is Sonny in the picture, slowly picking his way across the bolder field.


This is Linda starting her way across the rubble.


Behind Linda, we were treated to the rare view across the Bow Valley.


On the uphill side of these boulder fields were cliff bands. They were just as slick as the rubble below them. To make matters worse, when you cleared them, you were rewarded with more bushwhacking. Here we see Sonny carefully climbing through the rock band.


Finally, we cleared treeline. This is what remained. More snow on rocks. We made our way up this slope to the top center of the photograph. That would get us within 150-200m of the summit.


As Sonny and I contemplate where the route goes through the crux, Linda takes the opportunity to catch up to us.


As a result of our contemplation, Sonny decides to have a closer look at the crux. Linda and I decided to sit back and watch.


Suddenly, the visibility cleared. The crux still looked difficult. Sonny would eventually clear this part, only to be cliffed out just above it by a vertical wall with downsloping holds.


So, we turned around. Rather than take our ascent route, we followed a drainage to the skier's right. This proved to be a bit quicker. Still though, we were reminded about just how long of an approach this was.


Despite wasting over 9 hours of scrambling, and ascending over 4,200 ft, and coming back empty handed, Sonny is still all smiles.