Harold hauls the pig up Mt. Crosson. Early in the trip with all the food we carried packs that were often quite heavy, although Mike and I tried to convince Harold and Miles that the weight was just 40 lbs. They didnt buy it.
Our weather for the final move to the base of the Sultana was stunning, and rare for this particular area. Our ridge seemed to hold onto the bad weather like glue, but there is the Sultana dead ahead, waiting for our crampon points..
What a unique, beautiful and challenging trip. Harold and Miles did an outstanding job as part of the climbing team and certainly got the full Alaska experience- we had good weather, bad weather, marginal weather; blizzards, high winds and periods of ample (maybe too much) sunshine. As far as I can tell, our party got higher on the route than any other guided team in almost 2 decades......so close! Don't quote me on that, but anectodal evidence seems to confirm it. Stay tuned, I'll put some more pictures on here soon.