Mt. Everest is well-known for its trash; remnants of expeditions that have passed through and littered their unwanteds everywhere from Base Camp 1 on up to the summit are well documented. Discarded oxygen bottles – one particularly large, ubiquitous, and pernicious type of high-mountain trash – lay partially buried in snow, resembling nothing so much as non-exploded ordinance on a wartime battlefield. They lay there in such quantity as to indicate a very large ‘war zone’ on this single peak. But mountain trash isn’t limited to this highest and most popular of mountain massifs. It’s in your neighborhood mountains as well.

Not the worst anchor mess ever, but it could be a lot cleaner. There’s a lot of unnecessary stuff there: 5 slings, 2 old ‘biners, and a tied off rope under plenty of pressure. The only thing missing is some sort of Hefty trash bag advertisement, or maybe an old car tire.
The last time I passed by the Owen Spalding’s fixed rap station, I counted no less than 11 brightly colored slings, many dull with age, encircling the large horn above the overhanging rappel. Closer to home here in the Wasatch, most popular ski rappel stations that I’ve seen are littered with mountaineering trash.
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