Old Hyndman and Jacqueline Peaks


Two beautiful peaks in the Pioneer range, Old Hyndman and Jacqueline are across a valley from one another

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This trip was intended to be a "last hurrah" for the summer, since John is already behind in his school work. It also was to cross off Old Hyndman from each of our long lists of "to do" peaks. As it turned out, it was a glorious weekend and far beyond our dreams.

After driving up from Boise, we camped at the Hyndman trailhead. The first morning was bitterly cold, around 19 degrees with a strong down-valley wind. Too cold for September, and our sleeping bags as well.

We waited for the sun and got a rather leisurely start at about 9:15. We could have slept in beds in Boise and gotten underway earlier. But.....we like the manly approach.

We crossed the beautiful new bridge over Hyndman Creek (built too low; we agreed it's likely to wash out next year if we have a good melt) and sauntered up the trail.

Along the trail, Art and a sheepherder conversed in Spanish. The sheepherder was assured by the sound of stovepipes in Art's pack, and assured us there were many "elkes".

We set up our campsite at noon. After a leisurely gourmet lunch, we departed for Old Hyndman at 2pm (headlamps in the packs).

The approach follows a twisty, turny valley with fascinating rocks strewn everywhere. We spent a lot of time looking at the twisted and uplifted strata, convoluted ridges, and individual rocks. We theorized (well, fantasized) about what forces were at work to create such a geologist's playground.

The dots indicate the route is hidden behind the landscape.

From the saddle, the route climbs a very steep scree field to a black dike. One gets into the dike and is presented with what is essentially a steep staircase to the summit. The main danger is from knocking rocks on each other.

The summit was warm, sunny, and almost windless. Views were incredible. We got there at about 4:15, and left at about 5:30.

Behind John is Hyndman Peak, climbed earlier in the year by John, Richard, and Julie.

We were astounded to read the summit register and its many accounts of the "Idaho Triple Crown." Apparently people, on a regular basis, climb all three of Cobb, Old Hyndman, and Hyndman via a traverse from Cobb to Old Hyndman then down and across to Hyndman. This route looks virtually impossible; we're anxious to know more.

Also in view from the summit was this beauty in the foreground (enhanced by a little photoshop magic), immediately above our camp. It wasn't until we we read the name in the summit register that we discovered it is called Jacqueline Peak.

We made it back to camp in good time to have a dinner at sunset. Then we dove into our heated tent as the temperatures dropped. Happily, it only went down to 27 degrees.

We were up early and on our way to Jacqueline Peak (pictured) by about 8:15.

We climbed up a loose chute to catch the sunlight. Soon after, we ran into this handsome fellow (gal?).


Jacqueline does not get climbed much. we were apparently about the 9th and 10th people this year, right after Tom Lopez, the author of Idaho: A Climbing Guide fame.

We found this note from 1958 in the summit register, but apparently someone had recently absconded with the original register from 1928.

If you click on the picture to enlarge it, you can actually read the date.

We scrambled off Jacqueline, again following the fun south ridge. While it is steep, it is never terribly exposed. Really a lot of fun.

We also spent time studying the valley below, where the East Fork road allows cars easy access to this area. There appears to be some really excellent hiking in that drainage.

Since we had packed in way too much food (as usual), we had a long lunch. Salmon, greek olives, bagels, Irish cheese, soup, tea, and more.

And then we took a nap. We may be manly, but over the years we've become Old men.


After the nap, we strolled down the trail towards home. But before driving back to Boise, Art was introduced to KB's.

It was a great weekend, well spent between old, old friends in a truly outstanding setting.

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