While going on trips and having adventures is fun (sometimes only in hindsight), writing about it and organizing photos is anything but. However, I have been helped immeasurably by the trip reports of others, and so like the idea of taking a turn once in a while. This page is the meager result. Some of the stories were written for classes and so have a different tone than a normal trip report. I'll leave determining which is which as an exercise for the reader.
Mount Sanford is the sixth highest mountain in the United States, and probably the most massive. It is located at the northwestern end of the Wrangell Mountain Range in Alaska, east of Glennallen. Despite its size, the route to its summit is technically quite easy, an Alaska Grade I, and the only obstacles are the crevasses on the glacier and the weather, as we found out when we attempted the Sheep Glacier route in May, 2013.
East Face of Mount Whitney
The first day Robin and I met, we climbed Bishop's Terrace. As I hadn't climbed in several months and wasn't feeling up to it, Robin led the two pitches to the rappel anchors. Neither of us were particularly skilled in wide crack climbing, and there is just a bit on the climb, and it was late in the day, so it turned into quite the mini-epic and a bonding experience for us.
By February of 2005, I decided I wanted a rematch and I wanted to lead all the pitches up to the Terrace itself (which is a short pitch past the usual rappel anchors). Here is a narrative of the climb, made more dramatic for the audience.
First parachute jump
While I was in the Army, I had the opportunity to volunteer to go Airborne. What that essentially meant to me was that I'd get a better assignment, more money, and the opportunity to jump out of perfectly good aircraft. I'm still amazed that more soldiers don't do it. This is an essay about my first jump I wrote for an English class.