As the air thinned, I was having an increasingly hard time hiking through over a foot of snow. As we achieved 9,000 ft, we realized that we couldn't make the remaining 1,000 ft and get back to the camp by nightfall. Oh well, we were still proud of ourselves!


Keizer takes a break with the summit mocking us nearby.


I decided to rest my jello legs and take the easy way down a couple slopes.


Chris didn't do as well.