I celebrated Independence Day by hiking Brewer Creek trailhead with Dan, climbing part way up Mt. Shasta. As you can see, it was a glorious day. We pulled up a rock and watched the skiers ski down the glaciers behind me. Dan has climbed to the top, but I don’t have any desire to…yet. As we hike higher and higher with each trip up there, I sometimes think, “Maybe I can.” Then I get real – I’m not a poop-in-a-plastic bag/scrape-my-knees kind of gal. From the stories Dan tells of reaching the top though, it sounds like the payoff would be worth it. Deep blue skies, incredible views, and bragging rights. For now I’m content with reaching an 8,250ft. elevation.
We’re tossing around the idea of writing a book about people’s journeys to the summit. If you, or anyone you know has climbed Mt. Shasta, I’d love to hear about your experience.