About 8:05, we leave the tree line. This is a great measure of progress, and the views change dramatically. We know there is one hiker ahead of us.

Now, slightly to our right, a tall peak towers above the valley. Some of us wondered if this is the summit, but often there is a false summit, so we aren’t sure. We catch glimpses of the hiker (a small speck ahead of us), and the  path switches back and forth across the side of the mountain. The views behind us are breath-taking. The sun has illuminated portions of the mountains. We come to a gorgeous little pond and grabbed a few pictures.

We take our pace slowly but steadily as we gain elevation. It’s still chilly, as the sun hasn’t hit us yet. I sometimes wonder as we hike these trails who first blazed them? We are able to discern the path, even on the rocky portions.

The only wildlife we see are some birds and little picas, busily hurrying across the rocks.

As we approach the summit ridge, we split into several groups.

During this tough part, it’s extremely important to continue drinking water and eating. We keep going, although sometimes I grab my phone out to take pictures.

About 9:45, the first Maxwells summit! Praise the Lord. The rest summit in increments. Part 3 will include what it was like on the summit.

Joyfully His,
Sarah

“I press toward the mark for the prize
of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.”
Philippians 3:14