On June 25, 2014, Jim Scripps and I hit the road from Reno to Lone Pine, California and west from there to the Mount Whitney Portal to embark on what would be a test of our physical abilities, mental fortitude and a test on our already fragile friendship. Not really. We just decided that we wanted to climb Mount Whitney in a day and figured this would be as good a day as any to give it a try. Not really there, either. Just read on to see how it all went down. I am sure I forgot some stuff that Jim can fill me in on in later edits, but this is my story.
I took Sunday morning to hike Hunter Creek Trail to the falls with my daughter. Just a couple of weeks ago, there was a fire in the area that grew bigger than I ever thought it would. That shut the trail down for a while. In fact, we were supposed to go last weekend, but the trail closure forced me to switch this trip with the trip up Mount Rose.
I’ve wanted to get out and climb Mount Rose for a few years. Knowing the round trip was about 10 miles made it seem like something that was possible, even if you moved at a slow pace. It would also signify a decent accomplishment. In my case, it’s the first real ascent I’ve made and the highest elevation I’ve reached outside of an airplane.
I ran my first half marathon on Sunday. It was right here in Reno along the awesome Truckee River. I decided that I would do the race last Tuesday.
My first order of business is going to be to just get the heck out there and do a little camping. But despite what I would like my time to look like, I do have to go to work and earn money. So I can’t just up and leave whenever I want to do so. That means I have evenings and weekends to look around at possible gear and read up on what I need to have in my possession when I eventually do get out the door and experience the backcountry.