On the left you can see the teeny tiny tip of Mt. Borah (also known as Borah Peak) as it fades into the skyline. On the right is our camp, with Steve and me. Notice Steve and Cathy's cool new Big Agnes Seedlight 3 tent. (It's the one in the foreground.)
These two just show parts of the trail. After a couple of hours Tom and Steve went back to camp. Tom was having altitude sickness and Steve was the nicest one of our group and was willing to forgo his climb to take Tom back down. They went into the nearest town (Mackey) and had burgers & fries while they waited!
This is the very beginning of Chickenout Ridge--aptly named. It involved Class 4 climbing, and none of us were experienced climbers. It was super scary and had Cath and me wondering if we really wanted to do this! The really freaky part of this was when we were up on top of this razor-edged ridge.
Close to the top in the left pic. Beautiful lake valley in the middle. Gorgeous purple flowers growing practically right in the rock on the right.
Victorious at the top! On the left Cath and I are holding a banner that she made for the occasion. On the right is just me with the flag.
Coming back down the mountain--obviously on a not-very-steep part. The fog was moving in and out and it was also snowing off and on. It was windy and COLD!
Here we are coming back across the ice field. We decided no way could we safely make it the same way we had come up. Climbing down the rocks on the side of the ice field would have been super dangerous. Cath and I each had 2 walking sticks. So each of the 4 of us took one, we pounded the walking stick into the ice, and then held on as we toe-kicked footholds across. Then if we slipped (which we all did) we would be hanging onto the pole. It worked very well.