There were 4 or 5
different routes we could have taken depending on the weather and
trail
conditions. Jay basically wanted to know
where the nearest Denny's was.
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All of our trips
usually have a story of some great adventure requiring superhuman
skill and/or really bad
luck. This wasn't the story for this
trip. Though crawling across this log was not nearly as easy as
Jay
makes it look.
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One of those beautiful
shots you just have to take. You can just make out the snow flurries
on the left.
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This was
actually the second night at the lean-to. The first night
everything was covered in ice and snow.
The second night it
was just wet.
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This was
after the first night. The low was something like 26
degrees. It wasn't easy getting out of our
mummy bag
infernos.
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The
higher we went the more snow we hiked through. It was 4 miles to the
summit of Marcy from the
lean-to. This was about half
way.
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We could see the summit
and people coming down, so we knew it was climable.
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Here you can see the
transition from the non-snowy trees to the snow covered
everything.
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So this
was the ascent above tree line. It was mostly ice with very
little traction. We weren't the only
ones without crampons,
but we were the only ones with full packs.
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Here's
the Summit. In the distance is Mt. Algonquin. Behind the
guy with the clear jacket is the summit
plack. There were
actually 5 dogs at the summit.
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The
picture really doesn't do the wind justice. We were figuring
the gusts were hitting around 70mph. It
wasn't enough
to knock you over, but we were stumbling and the dog obviously
didn't like it.
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