Mount Whitney or Bust

Mount Whitney or Bustthe time I reached Consultation Lake, none of the
- My first camping trip in the Sierra -rest of the group was in sight. I later found out they
In 1952 I was 19 and had previously made only onehad all camped at Muir Lake. I proceeded on up the
overnight backpack camping trip to North Forkfamous 96 switchbacks, hoping to get a better view
campground in Santa Anita Canyon with the Boyand see the rest of my friends.
Scouts. I did have a little hiking experience under myI finally stopped long after dark and spent Saturday
belt and had hiked Mt. Wilson and a couple of othernight at Trail Crest, right on the trail. At 13,333 there
local peaks, but I was certainly not in great conditionisn`t anything but rocks and those rocks not very
or ready for what the next couple of days wouldcomfortable, particularly with no pad to sleep on.
bring. But I was young.Some time during the night there was a partial eclipse
We met up, my friends from PCC -- Peter Stephens,of the moon off in the southwest. I awoke Sunday
John Way, Ken Nichols -- and myself and leftto people stepping over me and complaining about
Pasadena about 8 p.m. Friday evening in Peter's oldmy blocking the trail. Had some cold granola for
paneled truck. Eventually Mojave with its infamousbreakfast and then headed on up to the trail. The
Whites Restaurant appeared and we stopped forhike from Trail Crest to the summit was spectacular,
dinner. About 11:30 p.m. we arrived at Whitney Portal,with views of the whole of the Sierra spread out to
put our old sleeping bags on the ground making athe west, and the Owens Valley and then the Inyo
makeshift campground out of a little space next toMountains to the east. Telescope Peak in Death
the truck, and tried to get some shuteye.Valley was clearly visible. This part of the hike would
I had no tent, stove, or prepared food-- only snackshave been fairly easy except for the thin air which
and a can of Dintymoor Stew. For sleeping I hadmade oxygen difficult to come by.
borrowed an old, worn-out WWII sleeping bag. IOnce at the summit I signed the log book and
strapped all this on a string backpack I had madeenjoyed the view and all the awesome scenery.
while in the Boy Scouts.After waiting a couple of hours for my friends I
Saturday morning we all had a bit to eat, got ourstarted to worry and so headed down the trail and
backpacks and other camping gear together, andfinally met up with them about halfway down the
after a late start finally began hiking up the Mountswitchbacks
Whitney trail.. By the time we reached Muir Lake itGot back to Whitney Portal about noon and got a
was late afternoon and the group slowed down andlittle rest. My friends finally straggled in about 6 p.m.
began to spread out. I was ahead and forged on. Byand we headed for home, tired but very satisfied.