The next two images are from the icefall at the headwall of the White River glacier. I've underexposed them to bring out the blue.
Yours truly, pretty damned happy I came up here. True, it is windy and cold, but as far as mountain days go, it doesn't get much better than this.
I sat for a short rest, to eat a chocolate bar sent over from Germany by my in-laws and to drink some hot tea. As I sat a wind gust which I'd estimate clocked in at 40-50 mph hit suddenly, nearly rolling my camera (in its bag) down the hill. I barely caught it with the toe of my boot.
