So Mt. Whitney wasn’t a vacation, per se, but I don”t have an “Outdoor Torture” category, so for lack of a better place to put it, some notes on my hike go here.
I’m not sure where to start, really.
We arrived Monday at around midday for our Wednesday hike (Drew had somehow gotten tickets for Papa’s birthday on the 25th, which is supposed to be impossible, given that they issue ~150 passes/day for the mountain, which always sell out almost immediately) and got a great campsite.
like many of these posts of this era, something clearly got lost in translation. In this case, I’ve found pictures, but lost the rest of what the post was supposed to be, and even the various SQL dumps can’t be made to cough up posts they don’t have. Pics after the fold.