Our day took us up to the tippy top of Glen Pass. My ability to hike from 10,500 to 12,000 feet in a matter of a couple of hours really blows my mind. I am both amazed and thankful for my health & fitness, endurance & strength. Without these, I would not be able to take on such an adventure and would not have enjoyed the spectacular view from the top.
What a thrill it was to hit the top — similar to my 1st time up Half Dome only different in that I was carrying 30-40 pounds of “stuff” on my back. During the ascent, I could see the people hanging out at the peak coming into focus as I got closer and closer. I was thirsty but not for water; I was thirsty for the triumph. When I reached it, I found it oh-so-delicious!
A couple we met en route remarked on the people you meet on treks such as this. “A different breed,” he said, “quality you won’t find camping anywhere one can drag a cooler.” And it’s so true. So many warm and amazing people we have met from all over: Connecticut, Germany, San Luis Obispo, Visalia….
It’s a good day to take it all in. We spend a bit of time hanging out at the peak, before making our way down to Charlotte Lake for the night.