The sun breaking over the mountains as finished the climb of Mt. Whitney. I am not going to go into this story now for two reasons. First my cell phone battery is almost dead and second my mother reads this blog and this was more hair raising than the bear cub incident.

All I will say is a group of 12 of us thought it would be a great idea to climb Whitney in the dark so that we could be on the top for the sunrise so we left camp at 1:15am and climbed the mountain for 4 straight hours through snow, ice, altitude sickness, and a pitch black night with no moon but we all made it to the top and more importantly we all made it back to the bottom. If you want to hear more on this we can chat, but lets do it when my mom is not around.