14 Camp

Two posts in one day, holy crap!

Last week, after several failed dates due to weather, I was able to make it to 14,000ft base camp on Mt. McKinley to set up some monitoring equipment. I felt like a big cheater (or maybe a rockstar) showing up via helicopter amongst a hundred or so people who had busted their asses climbing 7000ft to get there, but it was an amazing experience. Camp is a real international affair with people from all over the world who are acclimating, fortifying tent sites from wind, resting before the next push, or recuperating on their decent.

Flying straight from sea level to 14k meant no acclimation for me! I was definitely feeling it digging the holes for the snow anchors, and before being plucked from camp we measured my RESTING heartrate to be 135bpm!

It was a super cool place to see and I'm really lucky I had the opportunity.

I'm writing tonight from my hotel room in Denver, CO and will be on my way to Rocky Mountain National Park tomorrow for a workshop this week. I think I was 14 when I was there last. Should be fun!

Looking worked after coming down from the top of North America.

Captain Yellowshirt is back!

Around camp.

Setting stuff up.

What you get when you stick your camera out the window up there.