Having survived the subfreezing night time temps with the help of some chemical heat packs, we ventured toward Vogelsang Pass.

What? First the chairs, then the hot showers, now we can't keep warm with high tech heat packs? What kind of miserable torture vacations do you think I schedule every year? I suppose Andra loves backpacking with me so much because I take such poor care of her while we're out? (Note: Guys looking for the outdoorsy girlfriend. 1) There is only one, and I got her, so stop looking, and 2) if they ever invent another one, you won't buy any brownie points by making each trip a horrid survival of the elements).