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You call it Longs Peak.
We called it a full day's work.
On July 28 I led a group of twelve, including six first-timers, up the Monarch of the North. It was my ninth time (eighth summit).
Here are some photos.
After a 2:00 a.m. start, here is our group at the Boulder Field around 6:00.
Ah, the Trough. Everybody loves the trough!
(Note Black and Blue down below.)
Near the top of the Trough.
I've always race my sons up the Trough. I've always won...until this year. Here's Pip at the top of the Trough. Way to go, Pip!
McHenry's Peak as seen from the top of the Trough
Five of my group coming through the Narrows. See the woman in the green? A year ago she was just completing chemotherapy after a serious battle with cancer. Her climbing of Longs Peak a year later was not only an enormous personal accomplishment, but a statement that she was not only going to live, but she was going to live! Hats off to Kathy!
I like this picture. With the rocky slabs and the Keyboard of the Winds in the background it looks like we are making our way across the scales of an enormous dragon. The Dragon Nesotaieux.
The Hearse. The strange rock formation far below the Narrows that has an eerie resemblance to an old fashioned hearse.
The Homestretch. When we reached this spot, I said to my group, What's that I smell? The summit!
Nevertheless two of the group felt a bit intimidated by the Homestretch and went no further.
(Miss Lucy had gone no further than the Keyhole. But her story is wonderfully told HERE.)
Almost there.
To be continued...
