James, god love him, did the ridge in snowshoes. When I heard him kicking into solid ice with his yellow MSRs I sat down and put on crampons and pulled out an axe. My digital camera had also gone from the cold that morning, so the only photos heading up (and coming down) Gothics are James'. I felt bad that I didn't have any shots of him going up the ridge. Gothics is a magnificent peak, even it it's only a 4000'er. |