{"id":11899,"date":"2015-10-28T18:27:34","date_gmt":"2015-10-28T18:27:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/visitidaho.org\/?post_type=trip_guide&p=11899"},"modified":"2024-01-31T13:33:49","modified_gmt":"2024-01-31T20:33:49","slug":"arresting-borah-peak-5300-feet-4-miles","status":"publish","type":"travel_tip","link":"https:\/\/visitidaho.org\/travel-tips\/arresting-borah-peak-5300-feet-4-miles\/","title":{"rendered":"The Arresting Borah Peak: 5,300-feet in 4 Miles"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
Reach for new heights \u2013 literally \u2013 with a trek up Idaho\u2019s tallest mountain. Jutting forth from the sagebrush in the central part of the state rests Borah Peak, or as us Idahoans call it, Mt. Borah. Planting a flag atop her rigid summit is no easy task.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I hiked the Southwest ridge on my first attempt; it is the recommended and most traveled route for first-timers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Popular Routes: Southwest Ridge, North Face To get to the Southwest ridge trailhead, leave Arco and drive roughly 45 miles north on US 93. You will then turn right onto Birch Springs Road. Follow the gravel road to its end. You will drive over the earthquake fault from 1983 and come to a parking lot (after 3.5 miles). There is a restroom next to the parking lot and trailhead, as well as RV pullouts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Before you venture up the mountain, be sure to notify family or friends of your plans and estimated arrival time home in case of an emergency. The essential gear required for this climb varies depending on the season. If you are attempting to climb during the peak time from June 15th to September 15th, you will need the following:<\/p>\n\n\n\n As I left Arco, I was stunned by how beautiful the scenery was. My entire family resides in Bozeman, Montana while I live in Boise, so I have made the drive through Arco many times. Yet, I had never followed US 93 to the north before, it\u2019s safe to say I have been missing out. In the short 45-minute drive from Arco to the base of the mountain, you pass through two classic Idaho small towns, Moore and Mackay. Once you\u2019re outside of Mackay you come across Mackay Reservoir and several small rivers, creeks, and streams. It\u2019s simply amazing how much life one steady flow of water can inject into a seemingly lifeless desert. The water in the area has managed to support thousands of trees throughout the valley providing a warm green landscape that stretches from the reservoir for several miles. After passing through some breathtaking scenery, you begin to approach the base of the mountain, where you can leave your car and camping equipment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For my first attempt up Mt. Borah, I decided to take the most traveled route because it was my first time and I didn\u2019t want to overdo it and risk getting injured. I brought my friend David along so I wouldn\u2019t have to hike alone. Safety in numbers, right? We began our hike at roughly nine in the morning. Words can\u2019t express the impressive scenery I encountered when I drove up the gravel road to the base of the mountain. The sun was just breaking the horizon, the mountain was draped in fluffy white clouds, and several deer and antelope were grazing peacefully in the warmth of the morning light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n From the research I had done, the Southwest ridge route took about eight to nine hours for the average to the below-average hiker. The lengthy time for such a short trail is due to the 5,300-foot elevation climb you\u2019ll traverse in just four miles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n We eventually came to the tree line around noon (about 10,000-feet in elevation). That\u2019s when I became aware of a little thing called altitude sickness. It was more than likely a mix of altitude sickness and vertigo, given that I had never hiked that high before. I powered through it until we were sitting roughly 1,000-feet below the summit. I couldn\u2019t stand, and when I did, I struggled to find balance, so I sat down to catch my breath and regroup while David trekked ahead to scout out the route.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Once I descended below the tree line I stopped next to a boulder to eat a granola bar and chug some water. No more than five minutes passed by when David came ripping around the corner in a panic saying, \u201cWe need to get off this mountain!\u201d The storm had gained a tremendous amount of ground and was nearly right on top of us, around 10,000-feet in elevation. So I jumped up and together we barreled down the side of the mountain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<\/a>
Having never climbed a mountain before, I set out to conquer this massive rock in late July. I knew it would be a strenuous climb, because I\u2019d heard many stories from friends who were proud to say that they had conquered it before. Yet, I was not expecting the level of difficulty and beauty that I encountered. Whether you\u2019re a mountaineer looking to check Mt. Borah off of your list or an armchair tourist ready for your first taste of adventure, read on for a first-hand account of how humbling the power of Mother Nature can be.<\/p>\n\n\n\nMountain Stats<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
Route Information<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
Southwest Ridge Mileage: 7 miles round trip
Southwest Ridge Elevation Gain: 5,500 feet
Southwest Ridge Class: 3<\/p>\n\n\n\nWhat To Bring<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
My First Attempt<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
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We set out at a steady pace. The first mile was pretty cruel, to be honest. I had not warmed up or stretched prior to beginning our hike and I quickly felt the repercussions. Trying to keep pace with David only added to the burning sensation in my legs. I felt comfortable and at ease bringing my buddy because he hiked mountains like these all the time and I thought, who better than to bring an expert? What I didn\u2019t think about was the amount of conditioning he regularly did, and the pace he was used to. I soon realized that bringing my camera along to take pictures for this article was a blessing in disguise; it gave me an excuse to stop every 10 minutes and take a breather.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Aside from the stiffness in my legs, the conditions during the first half of the hike were wonderful. The sun was out, the temperature was sitting at a cool 77 degrees, the scenery was out of this world, and there was a well-worn, dry trail to hike on (with minimal switchbacks), all in all, I couldn\u2019t complain. Every time we came to a stop I was amazed with the striking scenery. The experience was very similar to peering out the window of a plane. The valley floor seemed so far away and looked vibrant and smooth, as if it were painted. A few streams carved their way through the valley floor too, along with the scar that was created by an earthquake in 1983.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<\/a>
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The view from 11,500-feet was astounding. Looking around I could see the tops of the other mountains of the Lost River Range. I felt like I was looking at a painting, the landscape was a mix of greens, browns, blues, and yellows, all blending together to make for a breathtaking view. It was magnificent, no doubt, but concern began to creep into my mind. Splattered across my colorful portrait was a dark grey in the form of a killer storm cloud brewing in the valley. David was already out of my line of sight, so I had to go with my gut and begin descending, in hopes that he too would see the cloud and decide to head down the mountain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<\/a>
When it came to getting off the mountain as quickly as possible, my mental and physical strength was put to the test. I\u2019ve read countless stories about people being struck by lightning and I didn\u2019t want to be one of those statistics. Once you break the tree line you are completely exposed up on the mountain, accompanied only by rocks, rocks, and more rocks. So I began to walk down towards the trees where I could see the storm cloud getting darker and darker. The shadow it cast on the valley floor grew closer and closer to where I was, so I began to book it downhill.<\/p>\n\n\n\n