20 July 2015

Our camp stayed at the beautiful mountain lake and we hiked up to three of the surrounding peaks. There are so many of them, most of them don’t even have names. From peak 2 and 3 (6750 ft), we saw Mount Blackburn (16390 ft), the snowcovered mountain overarching the others. A kind of Mont Blanc of the Wrangells, although I belive there are many more. We stayed on peak 3 a fair while, but Mount Blackburn was never quite cloud free. Those mountains seem to generate or attract clouds.

I have never seen or done anything like it. From below, the peaks seem invincible and impossible to get to at least for someone as inexperienced as me. But I thought if Jason thinks we can reach them, surely we can do it!

Looking ahead from peak 1 to 2, the path (or lack of path) looked scary. I should walk along that ridge, high up the mountain with steep slopes on either side? But walking along it was less scary then it seemed. During the worst bits, I just looked down and concentrated on the next steps.

The views from the top were breathtaking. All around us endless mountains, glaciers, streams, lakes. No human being (or any other being for that matter) or even anything human made was visible.

Looking back at the decent decent, I also wondered how we had managed. Sliding through the snow was great fun and that on 20 July!