Boundary Peak, NV


The high point of Nevada, Boundary Peak is just barely inside the state line.

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Bob and Gordy had arranged to meet us at the Queen Mine at 9200' on Boundary Peak in Nevada. Dylan had flown into Reno and we had driven from there in my truck. Boundary is the highest peak in Nevada, but just barely- the California state line is about two hundred yards to the west of the summit (to the right of the arrow in the picture).

The weather during the week had been sour- rain and high winds. But the weather guessers were predicting a high to settle in and calm to prevail. We were hoping they were right, because the wind was bouncing us all over the road on the drive down from Reno.

When Dylan and I got to the mine, Bob and Gordy were looking pretty comfy.. and making fun of me because we were 40 minutes later than arranged a week earlier from 500 miles away.

That night, we camped on the big flats at the entrance to the Queen Mine. The moon was almost full, and the wind died down to just an occasional gust. We got up at 4:30 and puttered around, finally leaving camp at about 5:45. The first 500' follows an old jeep track. Gordy wasted no time is getting out front- where he stayed for the rest of the way up.

At the top of the jeep track, the actual trail starts from the saddle at about 9800'

From the saddle on the right, the trail climbs up to this ridge and traverses about 1.5 miles to the left, running along at about 10,800'. Just out of the picture to the left, the trail drops slightly to Trail Canyon Saddle, where the real climb begins.

The trail along the ridge is easy to follow, with a very nice tread. Some of the reports we read made it sound like it would be tricky. If this is tricky, a person is under experienced. I would call it a great trail.

From Trail Canyon Saddle (out of sight behind the ridge that Gord is hiking) the route follows steep scree and dirt up the right skyline, more or less. The triangular hump formed by the dirt is a false summit at about 12,000'. From there, it was snow the rest of the way.

From the top of the false summit, the climb gets a little steeper and the ridge a little narrower. Once again, Gord was out front.. this time far enough that I have circled him so you can pick him out in the distance.

The highpoint is the actual summit- not too far now.

The actual summit is a very pretty pyramid and a little steep the last 100'. The peak on the left is Montgomery Peak, across the state line in California.

We made it up in good time- about 4.5 hours from camp, including fussing with crampons, stopping to eat, and lots of pictures. Actually, Gordy was up about 30 minutes before the rest of us.

It was a beautiful day- sun, sun, sun. The wind wasn't too bad, although the occasional gust was enough to knock you off balance a bit.

We hit it about right- the snow was firm on the way up, but getting a bit mushy on the way down, allowing a long butt-glissade from the false summit.

Back at our camp, we lounged and made plans for our separate returns. Gord and Bob went to Walker Lake, while Dylan and I did a long sight-seeing detour through the Smoky Valley (beautiful) and planned a climb for the next day: Santa Rosa Peak.

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