After dropping from Camp Curtis to the Emmons glacier (circumventing and stepping over crevasses for the first time), we followed the Montanans up to Camp Schurman. Along the way, it started to snow....
After some unpleasant standing around in the wet snowfall, we pitched our tents and settled in. This would be home for the next few days.
Bob and Rob's camp:
John's camp:
We tried to be perky and glad. But the truth is, it was a hard, hard day.
After the endless climb up the Interglacier, it was great to look over the far side of the ridge to look down on the flowing, crevassed Emmons glacier.
Looking back down the ridge: John, Bob, the Camp Curtis tent sites, Mount Ruth, and the lower Emmons. We had ascended the Interglacier from the left.
Mt. Rainier is a grueling climb fraught with hidden pitfalls and sudden changes of weather. Half of climbers never make it to the summit.
But hey, after 2-1/2 years of chemotherapy, my 8-year-old son Fergus knows all about climbs like this.
And while great strides have been made since the 1950's (when less than 10% of children survived cancer), more than 12,500 children in the United States will be diagnosed with cancer this year. Too many of these, still, will never see the top of the mountain.
We're just a few friends pursuing a middle-aged dream. But please support our climb by supporting the National Childhood Cancer Foundation (CureSearch) in whatever small way you can.