L2H 8: Mt. Whitney

The 5 of us shivered thankful to be out of the icy cold wind. The wooden door creaked with each gust, and the rock walls were chilling to sit against. We were at the top of Mt. Whitney, 14,505 feet above sea level and caught in the beginning of a multi day snowstorm. My legs were red, and my circulation slow as I sat in the storm shelter trying to refill on calories for warmth. I must have been a sight heading up the mountain wearing just a wind breaker and shorts. My backpack wide open with a broken main…

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L2H 7: Lone pine and the Whitney approach

The wildfire smoke cleared out a lot over night leaving just a haze over the Sierra. Upon further inspection we found out that the smoke had come from a fire on the other side of the Mountain range and was now fully contained. Great news! We continued our descent down the drainage toward town as the sun grew higher in the sky. Down we went until we came to an abrupt stop, the drainage had turned into many small cliff faces that would be unsafe to go down. We had took a wrong turn. Alex and I began to back…

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L2H 6: Back En Route

After 2 weeks of doing River restoration around Lake Tahoe, Alex and I headed back down south to finish the Lowest to Highest route. Day 6 started off with scrambling to get cars in place at both ends and get our Whitney permits. Everything seemed to go wrong for a bit, but finally in the early afternoon we were back at Cerro Gordo ghost town and waking en route to Mt. Whitney. It felt great to be back. We followed an old jeep road up to the ridge and began our long decent down towards lone pine. At one point…

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L2H 5: Thru the Joshua Forest

Most people would think it crazy to go for long walks in the desert, but truthfully I kinda like it. The desert is super predictable. There are not a ton of hazards other than having enough water. Each night I can sleep right under the stars, hardly a worry of rain or inclement weather. I don’t have to worry about bears or mice getting into my things. If things get wet from sweat or any other reason they will dry out super quick, a cold cold night is rare. For all these reasons I’ve really learned to enjoy the desert…

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