| Barren! It's cold and windy up here. Ok, so it's not actually terribly cold right now. No, I'm not saying that because Marcin is in shorts; although he really loves expensive high-tech clothing, he can wear shorts in just about any weather, and swim for hours in meltwater. Crazy pole. |
| Marcin pointing out the lake at which we'll camp. It's a ways down, but very serene. |
| Hungry? Marcin servin' up the Kabanoze or whatever it's called. Most excellent Polish sausage. It can be eaten fresh, dried out, boiled (as here), on pancakes, in soups, ... In fact, we persuaded a piece of the sausage to take this picture (and you thought I just had a timer on my camera). |
| Dawn at last. Or was this dusk? I can't remember. What I do remember was not being able to sleep. You see, at this altitude, on such a clear night, with a full moon, it's practically daylight all night. The moon shone right in my face all night. I wasn't anywhere close to needing a flashlight to see by, and a full bladder was not an inconvenience so much as an excuse to take a long moonlit walk. Made it hard to sleep, though. |
| The very top. We ran up this most appealing hill, and up, and up, and up. Finally we got, not to the top, but pretty high up, and decided that we should head back. Note the huge tracts of land in the background. |
| View up the path from the campsite: the way home begins here. |
| At the car (the car is a fine camera stand). We're tired, especially me. But down at a mere 9624 feet, there's actual greenery! Nice to be back, but it really did accentuate the feeling you have when you know the hike is over. |