Great day for adventure

Practiced setting protection on a climb up Little Cottonwood. Ran/hiked up Cascade Saddle and back. The trail was a lot steeper than I remembered, and the last half mile was in snow at a fifty degree angle, which slowed me down quite a bit since running shoes don't do too well cutting steps. It felt good. 5,800 ft. to 9,500 in five miles and two hours. It really would have taken probably 1.5 hours if the snow wasn't there. I even found a stick to use as an ice ax for the traverses across the snow and the glissades down. It only took 40-something minutes to run down. Why do I enjoy this so much? I enjoy pushing myself, challenging myself, and seeing what I can do.

Busy day

It's 11:40 a.m. I've already run/hiked up to the meadow below Squaw Peak, and run down, been to the stake breakfast, got a girl's number, confirmed my date for tonight, and renewed acquainance with another great girl. Not a bad start to the day. We'll see how the rest of it goes.

Everest Survival

Check out this story of survival: everest.net

Crazy stuff happens in the mountains. We don't understand everything the body experiences up there. I'm sure there will be a book or article written about this, but this dispatch has the facts, if there is any such thing. It sounds like everyone was doing the best they could with the knowledge they had. I don't think anyone would have left him for dead if they thought there was a chance to save him without excessive threat to themselves.