Sunday morning was glorious - no rain in sight and no cloud buildup.  An 11.1 mile long, 2,100 foot climb with lots of intermediate ups and downs via Crabtree Meadows.  We could see some decent sized trout in the main stream as we crossed.  We followed the feeder stream for 3 or 4 miles and then up some craggy rock areas past Timberline Lake to our destination for this night - Guitar Lake.  Turned out to be a lovely clear, totally rain free day and evening.

At Guitar Lake, the night before the climb to the summit, we were blessed with a sunset as beautiful as any I have seen; framed by the mountains, reflected in the lake, enhanced by the clarity of the altitude, and emotionally charged by the anticipation of the climb. Don blew taps on his makeshift bugle. That night, after the quarter moon had set in the west, the stars were extraordinarily numerous and bright, with an occasional meteorite, and the Milky Way; a luminous blur in the middle of the sky. I reentered my tent and fell asleep wondering at the hundreds of millions of stars in the Milky Way, and this only one of hundreds of millions of galaxies in the universe.