|Twenty Thousand Three Hundred Twenty Feet,,,, high!|
|Sitting in Talkeetna, waiting for the flight in.|
|Somehow ended up at the Brewery and got drunk.|
|Then wandered through the grave yard to sober up. This is the grave stone |
of the late great Mugs Stump, RIP.
|No better way to start a big trip than being hung over.|
|Super psyched, and still drunk.|
|Mount Hunter seen from the landing strip on the glacier.|
|Camp one at 7,800 feet on the Kahiltna Glacier.|
|Day 2, still hung over, slogging up the glacier.|
|Searching for crevasses in a white-out is an easy way to have|
a good time.
|Pushing 17,000 feet on a warm up hike.|
|Over looking Camp 3 and all the tiny little tents. Mount Foraker|
in the background.
|Heading for the summit on a beautiful day.|
|Descending the 6,000 feet back to Camp 3 after the summit.|
|Looking north into the great expanse of the land we call Alaska.|