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However, neither strength nor equipment nor mind control were necessary on the 26th day, the day I should have topped Whitney and finished the hike. Instead there was disappointment all day. It rained hard and heavy, having started the day before in intermittent bursts, the first rain I'd seen the whole trip...

Author: By Anna Simons, | Title: Hell and High Water | 11/21/1978 | See Source »

...Crabtree Ranger Station, several miles from the base of the mountain, along with the Crabtree Ranger, a couple I had hiked with for two days, and four or five others who had pressured the ranger into letting them escape the rain and dry off. It was the couple who convinced me not to hike in the rain, to wait till the next day when, perhaps, it would be beautiful again. It was easy to acquiesce. After 210 miles I wanted to climb to the top of the highest peak in the U.S. and take in the view, a pointless effort...

Author: By Anna Simons, | Title: Hell and High Water | 11/21/1978 | See Source »

...first day my legs hadn't pumped more than six miles and the fact I was using furniture in a solid structure seemed sacrilegious, a contradiction of the whole purpose behind the trek. The longer I sat, the less I liked it; rain or shine I knew I would hike out the next...

Author: By Anna Simons, | Title: Hell and High Water | 11/21/1978 | See Source »

...leaked through the tent and soaked the sleeping bag. The sky bode more ill than good. There was no thunder though, which left me no excuses. Moreover, I had specifically asked 'Ranger Bob' the night before what the streams would be like, reminding him I would be making the hike alone. Stoned, but still the authority, he said "no problem...

Author: By Anna Simons, | Title: Hell and High Water | 11/21/1978 | See Source »

...does strength and eventually consciousness.) Every few steps I would run through the symptoms and tell myself that, so far, I was fine. My mind's ability to stifle fear and panic came into play. So did the fact that finally, after climbing 11 passes. I knew how to hike up a verticle climb of 3200 or so feet in less than four miles without getting tired. It meant plodding along until the pass in the rock itself appeared and then scrambling down the other side...

Author: By Anna Simons, | Title: Hell and High Water | 11/21/1978 | See Source »

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