the redeem team rose peak

 2010-11-07

If you want to refresh your memory of why Rose Peak is my Moby-Dick, you can (re-)read last years post. In short, I didn’t make it to the top.

I’ll hold you in suspense no longer, I made it to the top, and back down, without any physical issues like cramping. The hike was in fact, very pleasent, and it rained on us but it was nice.

Last year’s experience was a really good learning experience, and it made me a lot more aware of the warning signs of fatigue. I know now that I have to properly prepare for extraneousness activities, and of course, be conscious of the fact that my ill-preparedness will effect those around me. I think Jenny learned a lot too, like how to make sure Mike doesn’t break down… So, along with plenty of extra food, she also brought her Husbands rain-gear and hiking boots (thanks, to both Jenny and Marshall!). I had a moment of reservation about borrowing it, because I hate the feeling of depending on someone else… but, then I came to my senses and realized how awesome being comfortable and dry was going to be!

So, while this hiking trip will lack some of the great details the last one did, it was a much more rewarding trip. The group we went with was cool, especially Mark. He retired from the Lab in 2008, and he was such a nice and complementary person. He is also a “sweat hog” like me, and even though he quickly conceeded to my stunning shirt-drenching prowess, it was great to meet another person that perspired (and even suffered from muscle cramping!). It was also great to hear him and Jenny chat it up, those two were pretty cute on the trail swapping stories :)

Here is the first half of the trip, my phones battery was at 60%, I didn;t charge it the night before, but it was nice to track the “big burn”: View Track 6 in a larger map

And here are some photo’s that Jenny took, both from this year and last year:

Jenny petting the dead Coyote… there there dead coyote…

This is the log we had lunch at last year. This was when I first saw my calf muscles cramping up. I re-lived the moment, making sure they were not cramping up