Tony takes a break and questions why he let me talk him into this.
The final ridge we had to climb was completely covered in snow. This ridge is the highest point of our trip at 8400ft. Tony tirelessly scales up the packed snow and ice.
A look back at Lake Tahoe in the distance. Incrediblely we were standing at its shores just a few hours ago. The small lake in the lower right of this picture is where we stopped for lunch. Compare this photo with the first picture on this page.