Mt Baker (10,781 ft) Skin n’ Ski.
It is only an accomplishment for me because I just started skiing this year! Ha ha! So just because I skied off the Roman Wall and the rest of Baker doesn’t at all mean that those climbing up that day didn’t wonder if I was going to yardsale my possessions all over the Coleman-Deming as I dropped off the summit in sub par style pizza’ing my skis and chicken winging my arms at mach 10. Oh yah### Merick Mortiz. Thanks for teaching me how to ski. I owe every chunk of chiseled granite hard fibres on my legs to you via continuous weekend warrior whippings.
Stats: Started at 12a.m. Summited at 10.30 A.M. Back to the car at 1P.m. the next day. First ones on the summit.
Sentiments: very tired.
Food of choice the whole way up: I brought 7 hamburgers from Wendy’s because my friend John Mark said when you climb long mountains, only bring food you want to eat. Every thousand feet, I ate a hamburger.
Something Cool: Smelling sulphur and seeing its smoke is unreal and a new experience.
Scaling the Roman Headwall