Three Sisters Traverse

Hop, Skip, and a Jump

As I drove down into Eastern Oregon after climbing Mt. Hood with Jacob, I broke into sunny skies an a beautiful view of the Oregon Volcanoes. Jefferson looked stunning and the incredible Three Sisters dominated the skyline to the south, begging to be skied. When we arrived at the Airbnb in Redmond, I opened the curtain in my bedroom to reveal the Three Sisters above the housetops, beckoning in the evening light. So two days later, Austin, Tyler (a friend of Cherlyn, and local Bend crusher) and I headed up to do the classic Three Sisters Traverse.

Austin drove us up toward the Pole Creek Trailhead, stopping about a mile short of the trailhead. In hindsight, we definitely could have gotten all the way to the trailhead with his truck, but we did not want to risk it and did not mind a little road skinning to start the day. So Austin said goodbye to me and Tyler, planning to meet us on South Sister at the other end. And we were off!

A waning crescent.
Good morning!

The trailhead was dry but luckily, consistent snow coverage for skinning began just 10 ft up the trail! Tyler and I cruised up towards North Sister on firm snow through nicely spaced burned trees. It felt so fast and easy!

Morning light on North Sister.

We continued traversing south before finally climbing up the drainage between Middle and North. The sun was already scalding.

Broken Top.
South Sister, we are on our way!
Happy Tyler!

We reached the base of North Sister three hours into our day. We lightened our packs and booted directly up the south face, topping out on the ridge around 9600 ft. The actual summit requires some psuedo ice climbing and mixed scrambling, so we were happy to turn around here.

We turned around here on North.
Middle Sister beckons.

From the ridge, we had our first full view of the traverse. While Middle Sister was close, and South Sister did not look that far away, Bachelor, where the car was, looked incredibly far away! It was a hop, skip, and a (massive) jump!

So much terrain to cover!

We dropped in and pleasantly found softening snow on the most eastern tilt of the south slopes. This run was short and over in a hurry.

Tyler drops in off North Sister.

Back at our gear stash, we loaded up full packs once again and climbed to the saddle between North and Middle. Strapping on crampons, we enjoyed a fast and firm booter up the north ridge. The great thing about this traverse is that it climbs northern aspects and descends southern aspects, making for fast ascents and soft descents!

Climbing Middle with North behind. Tyler wins the award for alpine style!
Looking back on North.

Skiing off the SW side of Middle was pretty rimey for the first thousand feet, but nowhere near as bad as Hood! Below, the snow started to soften, feeling pretty corny.

Money off Middle Sister.

For the first time in a while, I was able to truly let loose and feel the wind zipping by my ears. As we continued downwards, we entered the beautiful, complex terrain between Middle and South. A dozen moraine lakes lie sprinkled through this maze of glacial mounds. For the first time all trip, I had no cell service; it finally felt like wilderness, like we were really out there.

We began the long, grueling climb up the NW Ridge of South Sister. I actually felt stronger to start this climb than on Middle Sister, but fatigue wore in through 2000 ft of booting.

Looking up the NW Ridge of South.

Finally, we crested the summit crater of South Sister. Across the crater was a small dot – Austin! We all joined together on the highest bump of South Sister, the third tallest peak in Oregon, and tallest of the Three Sisters.

What a hunk!

Previously, I had looked down upon the Oregon Cascades because the volcanoes are so much bigger than the surrounding non volcanic mountains. But really, that prominence is what makes them so special. It is a peculiar landscape to gaze out to rolling hills, desert valleys, and giant mounts of dirt, ash, and ice thrust upwards through Earth’s mantle. Pretty cool, Central Oregon.

Looking back on Middle and North.
Looking down upon Broken Top.

After a lengthy summit celebration, we started down South Sister. The top bit was also sun softened rime. Austin is a completely new skier this year, but handled it quite well! In case you are wondering how to start skiing as a complete beginner like Austin, I wrote an article about getting into backcountry skiing a ways back…

Austin descending off the top of South Sister.

Although the snow was variable and Austin is not a strong skier yet, the novelty is still so strong. He was just so stoked to be skiing off of one of Oregon’s highest peaks – something that would have been unimaginable to him a year ago. His personal journey with skiing as been amazing to watch and I am so happy to have converted another trail runner. Skimo is the gateway drug!

With Bachelor in the distance. Long ways to go!

We opted to take the direct southerly descent, staying west of Devil’s Hill. Although this would make for more road skinning, we felt it would be simpler and allow us to stay in downhill mode all the way to the road, although a one mile long flat plateau in the middle definitely tested our patience.

Bachelor, a ski area on a volcano.

We were grateful to find running water as we reached the road. We fueled up and then prepared ourselves for the grueling 6 mile uphill skin back to Dutchman Flats. If anything was the crux of the day, it was this road skin. Gotta pay the troll toll!

We slowly spaced out while meandering up the road. Fortunately, cell service was great, so I caught up with Instagram and played some tunes on my phone. With two miles left, Tyler and I waited for Austin to catch up. He came storming by and shouted, “F-ck this sh-t, we’re getting stronger!” Tyler and I broke out laughing. These are exactly the vibes that make Austin a great addition to any trip.

Minutes turned into hours and finally, we saw the plowed road and knew the end was near.

Entering Dutchman Flats with South Sister looming large behind.

As I looked back, the sky glowed a certain yellow-orange hue that only snow covered mountains can glow. From sunup to sundown, this was an amazing day with an amazing crew, sampling Oregon’s Finest, the Three Sisters Traverse.

Notes:

  • The traverse, with the added mile on the Pole Creek Road, totaled to 25 miles and 10,500 ft of gain. It took us 13 hours car to car, although it was only 10.5 hours road to road.
  • Damn, those last six miles are pretty soul sucking. However, that road supposedly does not open until late May or early June, at which point the rest of the traverse may be getting a little thin, so I think you just have to suck it up. But then again, I’m not a local, so I don’t know anything about this snowpack! Maybe the traverse is fine in mid June?
  • It definitely felt slightly early in the season to get true corn off the summits (and we skied quite a bit of rime), but from a coverage perspective, it was perfect timing. Skinning right from the Pole Creek Trailhead made for a super fast approach.
  • Compared to other big ski traverses I have done in the Cascades, this was definitely the most straightforward and least technical. The climbs are very simple, the navigation is easy, and the descents are not very steep. There is no bushwhacking or weirdness. The gain and distance is substantial, just the technical skills are pretty low and the terrain is relatively easy.
  • Crampons were very necessary. I never pulled out my axe but some people like having one.
  • I really enjoyed the prominence of the terrain and aesthetic travel. It was primo skimo. The traverse just made sense. It felt ultra classic. I highly recommend it to others!

4 thoughts on “Three Sisters Traverse”

  1. Thanks for the trip report. I’ve done it as a one nighter. But 13 hours is really fast! A way to avoid the 6 miles on the road is to ski the east face of south down to Green Lakes and then take the trail system towards Todd Lake to Dutchman. Of course you can find a more direct route than the summer trails since you’ll be on snow. Awesome trip thanks for posting!

    1. True, that is a more direct route, but has more ups and downs. I’m not sure if it’d be any faster since the terrain is slower, but it is true that the east face of South would have skied better than the south side! I think I just wanted to take the simplest way down since Austin is pretty new to skiing.

  2. What an adventure! Another great trip report. Just got into skiing myself this season with aspirations to tackle some skimo missions like this one next year. Your trips are inspiring and I always look forward to reading the reports, cheers.

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