I zoom in on the Pearly Gates one last time.
Back down below the Kitchen.
I decide I'm too tired to make for the saddle today. Maybe next time.
A few minutes later I glance over to see that someone else decided to check it out.
Away south, Jefferson gleams in the sunshine.
As I load up to leave, I take one more look. Only 11 km round trip, and 4000 vertical feet. Doesn't ever really look that far...
