Whitney, California, US

When my co-worker randomly blurted, ‘You and Jack should hike Mt. Whitney in one day with my husband!‘ – I had little idea what I was so enthusiastically agreeing to.

All I knew was at 14500 feet Mt. Whitney is the highest peak in the continental United States (Denali would be the highest) and yes, hiking up and down it in a day would be a long day of hiking. As in 22 miles of hiking with over 6000 ft gain. That’s more than 1 mile in elevation gain.

Mt. Whitney

Mt. Whitney -- quarterdome

But it’s just hiking.

How bad can it be? <-- one of these days that is going to be my famous last words, I just know it

Fast forward to a month later

The day began at 2 am in the morning: 3 of us left our cozy and warm motel room for the trailhead.

2:45 am: With our headlights lighting the way we started walking. It started climbing right away. The soft sandy trail in the first mile made the going slow.

3 am: *yawn*…

4 am: Still walking.

4:30 am: Still walking. Hmm, this is getting ridiculous. Wonder if it’s too late to go back.

5 am: Ooh, dawn. 4 hours after we started, we can finally see the trail that we’re on and the surrounding view. Lots of granite. Beautiful granite.

5:30 am (6.3 miles in): Stopped to take a break at Trail Camp and watching the alpine glow on the mountain range. People on the campsite were waking up. This is where the smarter hikers would stay and camp when attempting Whitney as a 2-day hike.

Alpine glow on Trail Camp

Alpine glow on Trail Camp

6:15 am: Now comes the dreaded 99 switchbacks. The steps are hewn granite chunks that are uneven. There are little runoffs everywhere. I slipped and hit my shin on the edge of one of the steps. It hurt like hell.

7:30 am: Lost count of the switchbacks. Switchback #71?

8:00 am: The length of the switchbacks are only 2.2. miles, but it took us 1.5 hour to do it. But we finally made it to the ridge. It’s only 2.5 more miles to the summit now.

9 am, 10 am, 11 am: The worst hours of my life! Trail Crest was very loose with large blocks of granite. Each step was a wobbly one that threatened to hurl me over the cliff on one side. Many times I was practically crawling on hands and knees. Because of the altitude, we were both hurting for oxygen. Each slow step was painful and belaboring to take.

The grueling Trail Crest of Mt. Whitney

The grueling Trail Crest of Mt. Whitney

11:00 am: “Go ahead without me!“, I told Jack. We were only half a mile away from the summit but I’d had enough of the hike. “I think I’ll just rest (nap) right here“. Apparently, being overly dramatic is a side effect of not having enough oxygen. (– everybody knows this :p)

11:20: It was getting uncomfortably hot. The third person in our party (who lagged a bit behind us) finally caught up and woke me up. He and I decided to try to walk to meet up with Jack on his way down from the summit.

11:30: It was slow going but I finally met Jack on his way down from the summit. He was gracious enough to accompany me for the last stretch. This part of the hike was a blur. I was concentrating really hard on just… to… kee… going.

11:40: I made it! I’m the tallest thing on the whole continental US.

Another view from the highest point on the continental US

Another view from the highest point on the continental US

View from the highest point of continental US

View from the highest point of continental US

Took us 9 hours to reach to the summit. And then it dawned on me: we’re only half way. Oh my God! We’d have to retrace every single bloody step that we just took.

Climbing Mt. Whitney

Not terribly excited about the 11 mile hike back...

It didn’t occur to me to enjoy the view as proven by the meager 30 photos that we took in the whole trip. All I could think of was the 11 mile hike that was still ahead of us.

My feet were hurting and I started to get a headache. All I was hoping for was to be magically whisked away to a pizza parlor with a cold beer in hand, I’d even take a domestic.

Trail Crest on the way down

Trail Crest on the way down

2 pm: ‘Hey Jack, how much do you think it’d cost to have a chopper pick us up?’ ‘Hmm, I don’t know. $3500 – $5000?’

2:05: ‘Hey Jack. Do you want to do it? I think we can scrape by $3500. We can cash out our 401K.’

2:06: ‘I don’t think they’d come by if it’s not a a real emergency…

2:06: Oh….

3 pm: Just past the Trail Camp, I threw up. Altitude sickness finally caught up with me. Wonder if that would count as an emergency.

3:30 pm: I threw up. Again.

4:45 pm: I fell and tore off the seat of my pants. I really couldn’t care less at this point. I just wanted to get off this mountain fast.

Torn pants after climbing Mt. Whitney

What I was hiking in the last stretch of Mt. Whitney

In total took us 20 hours to complete Mt. Whiney one day hike challenge. We didn’t get to the parking lot until 10 pm. We started in the dark and ended in the dark.

You know what killed me though? I don’t think the view was worth it. It was pretty, but I’ve seen better for a lot less work.

Climbing Mt. Whitney isn’t all about the view. It’s supposed to be an accomplishment on its own. So I’m pretty happy to have the bragging rights to say that I have hiked Mt. Whitney in one day. Let me tell you something though, unlike rolling down a mountain, climbing Whitney in one day was truly once in a lifetime experience.

Honest, I’ll never do it again.

Mt. Whitney facts:

– Distance: 22 miles, round trip.
– Elevation Gain: 6,130 feet
Permit is required to hike Mt. Whitney in one day from May to November and they’re given through lottery system

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