Peak 5100 ("North Caubvick")
(Elevation 5100+', Latitude/Longitude 58.8934° -63.7213°, Map 14L13, UTM 583282)

Topographic Map of North Caubvick: Click for map.

(Photo of North Caubvick)
Peak 5100 (North Caubvick)
from the south-east
Photo: Hazen Russell, Iapetus Ocean Expeditions (1982)

Route: The North Ridge (from the Palmer River via Windgap Tarn)

Dartmouth College group (John Stix, Jill Fredston, Jim McIntyre, Steve Thompson, Anna Burack and John Slocum), 8/3/1979, first ascent. Starting at 6:00 AM from their base camp at the head of the valley of a tributary about 3 miles (5 km) due east of the Palmer River (at UTM 537298), the team followed the same initial route that they had used to climb Torngasoak 3 days previous. They climbed about 1500' of elevation to a small lake (which lies to the west of Wind Gap Tarn). This climb rose first over steep grassy slopes along easy-to-follow caribiu trails, and then over huge fallen rocks which had to be negotiated with care. From the small lake, they then climbed over the devide (a series of easy ledges) to the McCormick River drainage and arrived at Windgap Tarn. From the Tarn, they climbed another 1200' of elevation to achieve the ridge leading south to the peak. The long ridge line goes south about a mile from the Tarn and then swings to the south-east for about another two miles.

John Stix writes: "The ridge was long and monotonous at times but at the end our anticipation rose. We had a spectacular scene to look forward to. And the mountain didn't let us down: the peak ... dropped sheer off to one side with three glaciers below. Two of these, L1 and Toth, were separated from the third, Western, by a ridge which ran from our peak to Mont d'Iberville. Alas! the ridge had too much relief and looked too dangerous to traverse to get to d'Iberville ... d'Iberville was highly impressive, because it is the culmination of three knife edged ridges and rises to a spire, higher than any other Torngat peak.

"As we arrived at the summit the dubious ski cleared and we had brilliant clear sunshine ... we ate our standard PB&J sandwiches which always tastes fantastic ... Everybody stripped and took in rays - is this Northenr Labrador??? We returned to our base camp around 5:00 PM feeling plumb tuckered out ... The spaghetti never tasted better that night."

(John Stix, journal, 1979)