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Most days, the convergence of
warm ocean air and cold
mountain drafts shrouded
the active volcano in a cap
of elliptical clouds. In
clear weather, the moun-
tain’s snowy dome,
adorned with three dis-
tinct peaks and a pair of
craters formed 2,000
year ago in Rainier’s last
significant eruption, was
visible for more than 100
miles in any direction.
Seeing the mountain from
Puget Sound in 1792,
English explorer George Van-
couver had named it for his
friend, Rear Admiral Peter Rain-
ier. Most local Indians knew the
stone mass as Takoma, by various
spellings, meaning “mother of waters.”
More than two dozen glaciers extended from
the dome, carving the mountain’s iconic shape of
broad ridges and deep snowy valleys and giving milky life,
thanks to finely ground stone dust suspended in melt water,
to six river systems feeding dense evergreen forests stretch-
ing miles in every direction.
Rainier’s virgin summit had long taunted would-be con-
querors. The most promising route to a point from which to
ascend was the bed of the Nisqually River, which flowed
from a glacier by the same name and made a sharp turn
west at the sawtooth Tatoosh Range that guarded Rainier’s
southern flank. En route to the Puget Sound, the river
passed the nearest road’s end at Yelm Prairie, some
30 miles east of Olympia.
Native Americans hunted mountain goats as
high as Rainier’s snowline, but would go no
farther, fearing an evil spirit said to rule over
a lake of fire at the summit. In 1833, Scottish
doctor William Fraser Tolmie was the first
white man to approach Rainier on foot. Tol-
mie, who had come searching for medicinal
herbs, wrote in his journal that he had had to
stop short of the mountain when he came to
“inaccessible precipices.” In the decades since,
topographers and engineers had made attempts
at summiting Rainier. The most recent, Augus-
tus Kautz, had come within 400 feet of the
summit in July 1857 when nasty weather turned
him back. The next year, hoping to build a
wagon road across the Cascades, local pioneer
James Longmire helped cut a crude trail from
his home at Yelm Prairie to
the foot of the Tatoosh
Range, a craggy gateway
to Rainier’s forested base.
In 1867, Stevens met
Van Trump, who had
learned to climb in the
Rockies. They shared
an ambition to summit
Rainier; Van Trump
could have been speak-
ing for them both when
he described Stevens as
“a young man of indomi-
table energy and push, on
whom obstacles acted only
as spurs to action.” Forest
fires the summers of 1868 and
1869 forced them to postpone an
attempt. In early August 1870, they
traveled to Yelm Prairie to hire Long-
mire as a guide. As dusk fell, they stopped to
admire the mountain, that day without its usual
cloud cap. “Rainier loomed up directly in front in full view
over the fringe of forest, and the declining sun lit up with a
crimson glow the whole white mass, bringing out in bold
relief every rugged, rocky outline,” Stevens wrote later in
The Atlantic Monthly. “Our admiration was not so noisy as
usual. Perhaps a little of dread mingled with it.”
Stevens and Van Trump returned to Yelm on August 8
with Edmund T. Coleman, 46. Two years before, Coleman,
an Englishman experienced at Swiss alpine ascents, had
been among the first to scale 10,781-foot Mount Baker,
100 miles north of Rainier. Brimming with opti-
mism, the three climbing partners carried a pair
of flags—a 13-star revolutionary version, and a
contemporary 32-star version—and a brass
plate bearing their names, which they
planned to plant at the summit. Longmire
again bushwhacked his trail for more than
60 miles up the Nisqually, delivering the trio
to Bear Prairie, where Rainier towered.
“Startlingly near it looked to our eyes, accus-
tomed to the restricted views and gloom of
the forest,” Stevens wrote. The climbers hired a
Yakama Indian guide, Sluiskin. Each was to
pay Sluiskin $1 per day to supply fresh meat
and convey them to Rainier’s permanent
snowline, where the buckskin-clad guide
would leave them to ascend the mountain. The
Indian swore the best approach was to depart
the Nisqually and cross the Tatoosh Range.
Like Father, Like Son
Hazard Stevens, top,
learned to be a man
from his father Isaac
Ingalls Stevens.