
My good friend from medical school, Erin (a peds chief at Stanford), is super athletic and into adventure and challenging hiking :) She was the one who, our first month of residency, suggested we take a trip to Yosemite and, without training, hike Half Dome (about 16 miles round-trip). It was a wonderful trip, we all made it to the top, and it was very much worth it!
However, when she asked me a few months ago whether I was interested in hiking California's Mt. Whitney in Sequoia National Park, which, at 14,497 feet, is the highest point in the continental U.S. (#24 in highest peaks in North America-- Alaska has quite a few of the top ones), I was a bit nervous. Since moving to California/the west, I've done a good share of higher-altitude hiking--
Mt. Belford and Mt. Oxford (my first "Fourteeners") with Mindy in Colorado in 2007, reaching 16-17,000 feet on the Lares Trek in Peru last fall, but Erin's plan was to climb Whitney, a 22-mile round trip, with an elevation gain of over 6,000 feet,
in one day.
Many people (incredibly) actually do this in one day. In fact, the only way to be able to hike Mt. Whitney is to get a permit via a lottery system which is decided in February (Erin entered her choice for this weekend)-- each day, they allow only 100 day-hikers and approximately 60 camper-hikers (there are two campsites at various heights on the mountain) to attempt the summit. Doing it over 2-3 days is probably much more advisable, as the day-hike makes for a very, very long day, and I really prayed I was in good enough shape. Jeremy, a friend from residency, hiked Whitney a few months ago and said it took him 14 hours round-trip. When I e-mailed Erin this information, she replied with one line, "Well, is he in shape?" :)
In any case, our weekend started with us all meeting up on Friday in Mammoth Lakes, which is south of Yosemite on the Eastern Sierra of California. I visited
Mammoth last 4th of July, and it is certainly one of the most spectacular and under-publicized areas of California. We all arrived late on Friday night, me leaving Sac after a full day of clinic, and Erin, TJ, and her brother, Brian, arriving after fighting their way through massive holiday Bay-area traffic.
On Saturday, we awoke early and hiked Duck Lake trail, about a 10-mile round-trip, which got us up from a starting elevation of about 8,000 to over 10,000 feet to try to try to get a bit acclimated to the altitude in preparation for Whitney. The hike is gorgeous, with beautiful alpine lakes all along the way. We finished off the day with a yummy pizza meal before crashing around 8 p.m. to get some sleep.
Pictures from the hike:
Starting out (TJ, me, Brian)
Lakes along the way...
(I didn't get the Illinois/gray t-shirt memo)
At the summit (Duck Lake Pass), 10,300 ft
TJ, me, Brian

Our day on Sunday started out really early, as the "recommendations" were to try to get on the Mt. Whitney trail as early as possible to allow time for the long and strenuous hike. We left our hotel in Mammoth around 2:30 AM, drove 2+ hours, and were hiking by a little after 5 AM.
We started out well in the dark, headlamps and all, from the Whitney Portal road (just west of Lone Pine, CA) at 8360 ft. of elevation.
(Erin gets credit for near all of these photos, as I had a camera battery issue...)
We had nice views of the moon, and then the sun starting to rise over the Sierras

The mountains looked gorgeous in the early morning light


We absolutely needed a mid-morning snack
While climbing, we saw patches of snow which (I'm not sure if you can tell from the picture) reflected PINK! This was in stark contrast to the blue glacial ice I recently saw in Alaska!
About 4 hours into the hike (6.3 miles), we made it to Trail Camp (12,000 ft), where many people camp overnight before starting out for the summit.
Erin and me
TJ and Erin

We then had to make it up 96 (yes, ninety-six) switchbacks, including these "cable switchbacks" to get to the Trail Crest at 13,777 feet (6 hours into the hike).
Once there, we had more awesome views, including over the other side of the Mountain!
(Interestingly, the lowest point in the U.S., Death Valley, at -282 feet, lies just 80 miles from Mt. Whitney!)
Here is our group, getting very close to the top.... although the climb seemed never-ending!
We then had to cross these rocky boulders to be able to get to the direct trail to the summit

At this point, we also saw a few people who were turning around due to altitude sickness. While I started to get very fatigued at the end of the hike up and definitely was breathing hard due to the elevation, I luckily did not have problems with headaches or nausea. Although Erin and TJ were not feeling so hot, they were troopers and we trudged onwards towards the summit.
Seeing the "hut" at the summit was perhaps one of the most welcome sights I have ever seen. We summited around 1 p.m., close to 8 hours after starting.
The official sign at the summit-- as you can tell, we actually hiked on the 80th anniversary of the completion of the "Highest Trail in the United States"!
Great views!
(I have no idea who this is in the background- I got some random person to take this picture :) )
We made it!
I was starving! No nausea here!
We also saw this marmot hanging out on the rocks :)

Not everyone was feeling at their best, and we were obviously fatigued, so we didn't descend as fast as we had hoped (the switchbacks were killer on the way down, too). It took us about 7 hours between our time at the summit until we reached our parked car, for a total of 15 hours of hiking. We had a bit of a bear scare on the way back-- but it turned out to be a bush :).
We saw the sunset, and then were back using our headlights for the final mile or so.
Wow. Erin asked me if I would hike Mt. Whitney again. I am not sure. It was an unbelievable hike-- well-marked trail, with amazing views, perfect weather, and was an incredible challenge for us all; however, I think one climb might be enough for me :) It's about as close as I think I will come to a marathon, and I am definitely feeling the consequences today!