|Seems everything never goes exactly right when we
head for Lone Peak. But close enough.
Hiking up alone in the
dark and the rain, intending to meet Chris in the cirque, Shaun took a wrong turn, got off
the trail, and spent a few hours of "the most intense bushwhacking" he'd ever
done: climbing steep, wet, brush covered slopes, just grabbing at branches and pulling
himself up through the dense foilage, as well as leaping small invisible rivers through
heavy grasses and eight-foot weeds.
Shaun finally found the Second Hamomgog and laid out his bivy sack
in the rain, thankful he had put his shirt in his pack when the rain began (everything
else was soaked through). Unfortunately, he had cross threaded half a bottle of gatorade
which his shirt soaked up, partially saving his cell phone from destruction.
The Generosity Brothers toast cold pizza
Next morning, Ken and Eric (not actual
brothers) passed through the Hamomgog and chatted with Shaun, quickly making a
connection to a mutual acquaintance. Ken loaned Shaun a dry shirt and both shared food and
water while hiking together through damp cloud banks into the 10,000' cirque floor.
Our trio shared a lunch ledge
with this friendly rattlesnake