Larry Meyer
Wooden Canoes are in the Blood
Amidst all the epic snow blues of Boston, there was a story on the news that when I first heard it seemed so improbable that it didn’t penetrate my brain. But it is true. A young NYC woman attempted on Sunday, the 15th, a solo mid-winter Presidential traverse (from north to south) in the White Mountains. And of course died in the attempt.
Here’s what can be learned. Her name is Kate Matrosova and she was Russian born, well educated in American universities, had lived in West Palm Beach, and recently moved with her husband to New York City, where they were bankers. She and her husband had conceived some ambition to be known as “extreme hikers;” their qualifications being having “summited” Kilimanjaro and Erebus (Antarctica), these being presumably guided trips that their wealth had paid for.
On Sunday at 5 am (this was the day a noreaster was taking dead aim at the coast of New England, with high winds, artic temps and much snow forecast) she was dropped off by her husband at a trailhead north of Mt. Madison, the plan being that she was do a Presidential traverse to Mt. Washington where her husband, after having driven up the auto road to the Mt. Washington summit, would pick her up.
That afternoon her rescue beacon went off, the locations given were imprecise, conditions were so bad SAR could not make a viable attempt. On Monday her body was found near Star Lake, which is near the peak of Mt. Madison.
There is so much that is suicidal in this story, it is tedious to tell. This was so improbable when I heard it I thought it was a joke, a hoax, or a publicity stunt. Blizzard conditions with 100 mph winds could have killed experienced mountaineers on Mt. Everest. Conditions above the tree line in the White Mountains in the summer can be a handful. Back in the 80s I hiked the Whites a good bit and did 6 presidential traverses. In summer, I doubt she would have been able to do that mileage and climbing in a single day. Had she ever been in the White Mountains? Did they, for her husband was complicit, just pick this trip off the Internet?
I post this here because outside the Northeast, this story is likely to get little attention. Travelers to the White Mountains beware; they deserve their reputation.
Here’s what can be learned. Her name is Kate Matrosova and she was Russian born, well educated in American universities, had lived in West Palm Beach, and recently moved with her husband to New York City, where they were bankers. She and her husband had conceived some ambition to be known as “extreme hikers;” their qualifications being having “summited” Kilimanjaro and Erebus (Antarctica), these being presumably guided trips that their wealth had paid for.
On Sunday at 5 am (this was the day a noreaster was taking dead aim at the coast of New England, with high winds, artic temps and much snow forecast) she was dropped off by her husband at a trailhead north of Mt. Madison, the plan being that she was do a Presidential traverse to Mt. Washington where her husband, after having driven up the auto road to the Mt. Washington summit, would pick her up.
That afternoon her rescue beacon went off, the locations given were imprecise, conditions were so bad SAR could not make a viable attempt. On Monday her body was found near Star Lake, which is near the peak of Mt. Madison.
There is so much that is suicidal in this story, it is tedious to tell. This was so improbable when I heard it I thought it was a joke, a hoax, or a publicity stunt. Blizzard conditions with 100 mph winds could have killed experienced mountaineers on Mt. Everest. Conditions above the tree line in the White Mountains in the summer can be a handful. Back in the 80s I hiked the Whites a good bit and did 6 presidential traverses. In summer, I doubt she would have been able to do that mileage and climbing in a single day. Had she ever been in the White Mountains? Did they, for her husband was complicit, just pick this trip off the Internet?
I post this here because outside the Northeast, this story is likely to get little attention. Travelers to the White Mountains beware; they deserve their reputation.