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Sometimes you make the top, and look out at afternoon light along the Clark Range. Sometimes you don't, and merely look up at North Palisade and wait 'til next year . . . (22,23)
. . . and find that too stormy, the murk not clearing until time has run out and you're on the way down. If you are one ski mountaineer in a thousand, you'll get in a few pretty turns like this one. Eventually, breakable crust will throw you. But not discourage you. You'll be back again another year, but in the great country (24, 25; 26 following)
And if you make the top of Bear Creek Spire, which dominates that great country, you can look west to Lake Italy and its untouched basin —all of it supreme wilderness, even in summer. (27) |
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