Mt. Whitney

14,508 feet in elevation, the highest peak in the Lower 48.

22 miles.

6,134 ft in elevation gain. 

Early morning, lots of stars.

Beautiful sunrise, beautiful scenery, beautiful day.

And hard. Very challenging.

Lots of switchbacks.

Elevation sickness.

Amazed at the beauty.

I did it! 

Signed the book at top, feeling accomplished.

Good company.

Blisters.

Sweat.

Downhill.

Ran the last half mile. 

Feeling even more accomplished. 

Downed a whole bottle of chocolate milk.

Oh yeah, then the next day we went to the lowest point in the Americas, Death Valley. It was hot.

A big huge thanks to Josh for making this possible. I appreciate how supportive he is of me going on these kinds of adventures. There was no hesitation in being willing to make it work, and that means the world to me. And thanks to Tasha for babysitting Sam during the day while Josh was at work. I have such good friends. I sure missed Josh and my dear Sam, and was happy to return home to them, a champion of Mt. Whitney. :)