02-06-2006, 07:15 PM
With Gothics in our sights, Mace and I arrived at camp Wednesday night. Ward had dinner ready, but before he could get the table set, he told us that we should stay away from our original target, Gothics, and look for something a little less demanding due to all the ice. Having read about the climber that the helicoptor plucked off Gothics last weekend, Mace and I decided on Wright. He had never been up before, and I had remarked of the plane wreckage which teased his simple mind. We arrived post mega coffee at the Loj about 8:30a (It had been a difficult planning night at the camp). It was a sweet day considering the forecast during the week. It was one of those unexpected surprises that you can't get enough of. Off we went. Conditions improved dramatically as we got closer to 3,000'. A few inches of powder (no kidding) greated us at the trail junction over to Algonquin. No one had been over to Wright within the last couple days we figured. Trail was in nice condition to the summit. I never changed out of the MSR's. Crampons were not required. A windy summit of mostly bare rock was the offering of the day. Views were great (especially considering the forecast). And although it was probably a wonderful day on Gothics, it was a pretty sweet day on Wright as well.