Chad, Carrie, Curtis, and I climbed a mountain. To an out-of-shape dude like myself, it was a significant hike. I think the others had little problem. It was only a 10,300ish ft peak and we started at 8,500ish ft.
South Tarryall Peak. This picture (above) is taken from another little rock pile we climbed.
The approach.
Our path.
Further detail (click for larger): after hiking through the trees to point A, we began the more vertical ascent. Point C was our summit after scrambling around behind the mound (dotted lines). Point P is the actual summit of the mountain (11, 000 ft). See in Google Maps.
Alternate angle.
Pausing on the way up (one of many water/snack/air breaks, primarily necessitated by my extra paunch) at approximately point A.
Chad, our professional guide.
Yes, panting. (point B)
It started to snow (like small styrofoam pellets) on the way up and we went from rolled up sleeves to coats and hats. The storm came and went and we finished in sunlight.
Our Summit (Point C), 10, 300 ft. Looks quite steep from the top down (it didn't actually look that steep on the way up, but it did feel that steep).
Our band on our summit (point C, click for larger). From our summit (C), the valley below (click for larger; click for location of cabin)
The Victory Pose on our summit (pt. C).
South Tarryall Peak (point P, from our summit, point C).According to our professional guide, the storm systems in the area posed a threat to us.
We had to get down before the next storm came in, and it came. Thankfully, it brought amazing rainbows.
We had to get down before the next storm came in, and it came. Thankfully, it brought amazing rainbows.
I look forward to tacking an actual mountain complete with snow and glaciers and higher altitudes (though I don't look forward to the getting into shape that would require).Next time Chad.
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Next time indeed...
What a week we had. It was a pleasure to spend much of it with you in the hills. I can't wait for our next journey all together.
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