After my awful evening the night before, around 3 in the morning I finally got a good bit of sleep…I think my lungs were finally adjusted to the altitude, and I woke up at 7 am and was able to keep a Lara bar down. I felt so much better, so with much trepidation unsurety, I set out with the group to reach the top of Mount Humboldt!
Let it be noted that I did ascertain that I could turn around and come down alone at any point.
This is around 13,000 feet elevation. We’re just entering the scree fields and I’m astonished at how well I am feeling. After climbing up the valley and through the alpine mountainside, we got to the saddle and then hiked the ridge up to the scree fields.
So there’s the false summit, another saddle ridge, and then the real summit. This is a shot from very near the false summit. Humboldt is the perfect beginner fourteener! (Thanks, bro!)
Standing on the coolest rock ledge, with a huge drop right behind me. I could see the summit about 200 feet away and there wasn’t any way I was backing out now!
I did it! Here is proof that I have a fourteener under my belt and I couldn’t be more excited. Yes, I cried on my brother’s shoulder right before this picture.
The team at summit! Let it be known that my cousin (the tall dude third from the right) did his first fourteener whilst battling a cold and a sinus/throat infection. Kris, we rock!
To be continued with Day 3…