I won't soon forget this hike. There were times I looked behind me, when crossing the drifts near the summit, with fear. The upper mountain is class 2, and the snow and wind add to the adventure. This was my first little taste of mountaineering. I want to do more of it.
Captions on top.
The Jeep can take me no further. From here, the peak is 4 miles of hiking up 3,200 ft of vertical.
It's 8am. The forest is at peace.
The trees thin and the view of the Mt. Neva drainage opens up.
Ice covers some sections of trail.
My first clear view of South Arapaho Peak. I stand in respect and awe.
I turn towards Arapaho Glacier.
The remains of the 4th of July mine rest nearby.
I leave the mine and begin the hike to the summit.
The view to the south opens up.
I near the saddle between South Arapaho and Old Baldy. South Arapaho stands ahead of me. It's a cool looking mountain.
Hikers are descending the ridgeline.
South Arapaho Peak and North Arapaho Peak tower over the shrinking Arapaho Glacier.
I start the final climb to the summit.
hehe! I love this picture. I can't believe I'm up here.
Looking back is not a good idea.
hehe! I can fly!
Whew, finally, the summit isn't far.
The final ascent is steep and snow covered.
The marker on top.
Placed in 1928.
This spot is as good as any, so I relax and enjoy a little lunch. It's cold but the wind is tolerable. What a view.
Ah, the register. Don't slip now Kimo!
The tidy register still has its cover page. Not many people have been up here since October 1.
After a few moments on top, I start back down the mountain. The descent is sometimes frightening but always fun.