A buddy and I had just hiked to the top of a small mountain near Spokane, and were sitting enjoying the sweeping views over the surrounding farmland and valleys. There was a large rock formation near us, and we were idly talking about the possibilities of climbing it someday. (Sorry for the cell phone picture quality):
My friend, who is a hunter, pointed out the sound of a deer snorting, and we could tell it was around the other side of the rock somewhere. Next we started hearing voices, and pretty soon three very excited guys popped up on top of the rock. They'd come up the front side, and were high-fiving and hugging and shouting at each other about how awesome they were, and how much love they had for one another due to this awesomeness, etc., etc. My buddy and I laughed at their exuberance, then waited to see how there were going to get down.
Seems getting off the rock wasn't a skill set they'd developed yet. After the euphoria of summiting wore off, they started looking around for the path down. Turns out there wasn't one -- just some nice vertical cliffs. They had a rope, but no idea how to use it.
After they'd gotten themselves stuck on a ledge, I felt I had to go over and help talk them down. I just wouldn't feel right seeing a life flight chopper heading out of the canyon, knowing I could have offered some advice. I've been hiking and climbing for almost 40 years, and have done a lot of technical climbing, so I couldn't just stand by.
Cruel though it may have been, I had to get my phone out and take a picture of their predicament. Here are the three amigos in action (or rather, inaction):
I was able to ascend the from below and help them use their rope to lower down to a ledge. They (or someone) had tied a bunch of knots in their climbing rope, which made it easier to hold onto while climbing down. This is something you would NEVER do with a rope actually used for rock climbing, but it worked here.
After 20 minutes of talking the first two members down, we felt like the situation was under control. The largest member of their group had a lot of trepidation about his weight/the height/his knees/etc, so we left his buddies to talk him down and went on our way.
Would they have fallen on their own? Probably not, as they had a few basic climbing skills had made it up on their own. I just felt like the risk of them getting hurt was too great for me to stand by and do nothing.
Plus, it was pretty entertaining.
