Mount Sloan & Mount Land
August 2-4, 2025
Tanjot and I have been trying to plan an adventure together ever since our Smith Rock trip, when I was absolutely raving about alpine climbing. I’m always so stoked to take friends into the mountains, and was so very happy when we finally found a time for her to join me. Ellika decided to join us at the last minute as well, so we formed a perfect little girl crew for the long weekend.
We were supposed to leave on the Friday night to get the driving out of the way, but due to an inconveniently timed bladder infection (ugh, so annoying), I spent Friday night in emergency instead. Normally this would be a quick walk-in clinic visit, but since covid, it’s been impossible to see a doctor with any urgency. It took me around 5 hours to acquire the necessary antibiotics, so when Tanjot and I finally left her apartment in North Van, we decided to instead sleep on Ellika’s couch and drive in the morning.
Thankfully for us all, Ellika has a very capable and high clearance 4runner, which cut off a significant chunk of walking on the Ault Creek FSR. Mixed reports made me think my Crosstrek could have made it, but after seeing the road in person I am not convinced. The waterbars are massive, and with any less clearance it would take some careful maneuvering and probably still a few scrapes to get to the top.
We started the hike at 10:30am on a lovely and well maintained trail through the forest. If it wasn’t for the road, I would be really surprised this area doesn’t get more traffic – but as such, it was only us and one other small group doing a day hike. The trail to the upper lake was only 2km, and we shortly found ourselves already at our campsite! The tiny lake below Mount Sloan has a wonderful sandy and grassy beach, as well as many other more protected flat campsites on sand across the lake. It’s a pretty idyllic spot to spend a couple nights
We spent a little while setting up camp and making a perfect bear hang, and by the time we were done I’d abandoned hopes of doing the “South Central” route on Sloan. My friend had mentioned it took them around 8 hours, and with almost exactly that time left of daylight, I figured we would have a nicer day enjoying the summit by the scramble route, and not setting ourselves up for an epic on night one.
The only scramble I’d done research on was the descent route for the climb, so although I knew there’s a more aesthetic line, we headed up towards the gully on the left of “South Central.” The rock was of excellent quality (for the most part) with only a few loose sections, and we found a fun diversion of 4th class scrambling near the top that led us more directly towards the summit. It was a nice easy outing, and gave us much more time to enjoy the views before heading down for dinner.
I’ve always wanted to stand on the summit of Sloan, and I was finally able to look down on quite a few peaks that I’d climbed on previous trips. In the far distance, I could also make out some views of the pristine Lillooet icefield – an area that I’ve been trying to plan a trip into for some time. The mountains in this area are wonderfully rugged, and there was just so much to see in every single direction. We were all in awe of the incredible beauty of this place.
After our long summit break, we made our way back down to camp, now shaded from sun by the tall mountains around it. Ellika bravely swam in the cold water while Tanjot and I started on dinner.
The following day we got up early, knowing it would be our big push day, and set off through the valley just after sunrise. There were tons of amazing wildflowers everywhere as we traversed rocky benches through the valley towards Mount Land. We eventually reached a marshy meadow at the end of Ault Lake where we boulder hopped over streams and pretty pink fireweed towards a steep slope leading up to the ridgeline.
The slope (as always) looked steeper from afar, and we quickly made our way up the orange sandy hill to the ridgeline, staying close to a small stream with rocks for traction. Once on the col East of Mount Land, it was clear that we’d just be hiking upwards for awhile to the start of the route.
As we neared the summit, the angle began to kick up more and more, and we made some 3rd class, then 4th and low 5th scrambling moves up to the first of two large pinnacles. We initially thought we could traverse around the south side of this pinnacle to the start of the route, but as we continued upwards we realized there was a massive steep gully, banked by large cliffs. We instead traversed back to the middle of the pinnacle and climbed directly up and over it to a little ledge just above the small col.
The second pinnacle is where the climbing route begins, and we flaked out two full length ropes to maximize our pitch length. I don’t normally like to carry two, but it was convenient with our party of 3 to be able to make full length pitches and have both followers on their own rope. It was soon clear that this setup was mandatory, because I made one full length pitch to the top of the pinnacle with only a couple meters to spare. The climbing was easy but with sparse protection, so an anchor halfway up would have been very challenging.
From the top of the pinnacle, the exposure was pretty wild in every direction, with steep gullies running way down to valley bottom. We made a single fun rappel to the bottom of the second notch, and were thankful that the ropes pulled cleanly as it would have been a difficult or impossible rock face to go back up.
From this notch, I led a second full length pitch to a nice ledge. The climbing in this section was excellent with a fun chimney, some stemming, and an easy crack system on a smooth face. I thought there would be some scrambling and downclimbing after this, but the spot that was marked as a downclimb looked better as a rappel to me, so we left some more webbing to get down to a sandy ledge below the summit. In hindsight, it could have maybe been downclimbed, but it would have been needlessly spicy and the rappel was only 10m at most so didn’t take us too long.
From the sandy ledge, I led a low angle pitch to a large bench below the summit. Ropes maybe wouldn’t have been necessary for this one, but it was really slippery in rock shoes with all the sand on top of slabs, so in the end I was happy to make it the final pitch. We could see where previous parties had gone up some stellar looking cracks, but we were a little worried about timing, and our group’s stress levels were rather high for the day so it made more sense for us to take the easy scramble route around the south side of the summit.
The final scramble was pretty fun, with very large rocky ledges interspersed with short and fun boulder problems. A few short 4th class moves brought us to the summit itself, where we finally stopped for a rest and a snack break. The views were equally scenic as the ones from Mount Sloan, though our slightly lower elevation meant we couldn’t see quite as far in any direction.
We scrambled down the gully just to the left of the West ridge, and then linked up with the last party’s rappel to a lower part of the gully. I’m not sure this rappel was necessary since you could probably go straight down the loose gully, but it was a particularly long and fun one, so we took it anyways. In short order we found ourselves on the col at the top of the small glacier.
The descent was one of the easiest glacier descents I’ve ever done – no big crevasses, and no kitty litter covered slabs below the glacier. We walked straight down it with crampons on, then boulder hopped easily back to camp. It was time consuming, but technically not very difficult. We arrived just after the sun went down, and ate a hasty dinner before tucking into bed.
The final morning of our trip was luxurious. We were all very tired from the previous two days’ adventures, so we slept in and had a slow morning packing up our gear. We swam in the lake which was wonderfully refreshing in the hot sun, and then hiked out the short distance back to the car (with of course another swim stop at the lower lake as well).
It was a fantastic weekend with great friends, and a really beautiful area – one that I could definitely see myself coming back to. It had a little bit of everything I loved – scrambling, climbing, swimming, berries, lakes, and an easy approach. Maybe someone will convince me to come back and climb the “South Central” route in a few years 🙂
