
Sun pressing through the morning clouds, promising warmth later in the day. ... A promise that was thoroughly broken!

Clouds still clinging to the mountain in the early morning.

A broken signpost, contoured by the endless wind.

The most important part of this sign has been preserved, at least...

Looking back the way we came, we saw a curtain of fog sliding sideways along the peak.

Looking to the left along the trail, and some menacing clouds beyond.