That's how long it took us for the return trip up Mt Warning yesterday. We took it fairly casually, stopping to rest and check out the view or the flora & fauna at regular intervals.
The chain was worse than I'd remembered, but being not so good with heights I think I'd repressed those memories. After having a couple of "what the hell am I doing?" moments I finished the scramble to the top, narrowly avoiding freezing up completely a couple of times.
Once at the top I took some photos while we had some lunch (and, for a couple of the guys, a few beers). The packet of chips that Marc is holding was a reminder of how high up we were.
When we had regained our composure again and had repressed enough of the memories of the trip up, we began the descent. I used the camera a bit on the way down - the trip up was hard enough without having the camera in one hand - however it doesn't really do it much justice:
So I now have 3 climbs under my belt, and am already thinking it would be nice to do a fourth one day. It is one of the most terrifying and exhausting things I've ever done in my life, but finding I have the determination and strength to complete it, coupled with the feeling of being at the top (which is a mixture of the view, the serenity, and I think the lack of oxygen), it is a very rewarding experience.
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