My first herd path.
Coming off the high of summitting Wright, Brody and I were more than ready to sign up for additional high peaks. Yes, we were tired. Yes, we scheduled this day to drive home, and didn’t plan on doing any high peaks (let alone two). Yes, we did go out drinking the night before. But how could we so blindly ignore fate? I mean, coworkers, from a city five hours away, in the same remote backcountry cabin as us, on the same night?!