Thursday evening, June 28, 2012, I climbed to the Flattop Mountain peak with David, a friend of mine, who was up with his church's mission team.
We had made plans the day before to climb on Thursday evening if the weather held out. Everything in Alaska is dependent upon the weather. Armed with water, trail mix, and a sense of adventure, we set out on our journey that would take us straight to the top. Neither of us had been to the peak before, although we both have wanted to climb it for quite awhile. Thursday was the day!
Flattop is a mountain that holds many memories for me.
Refreshing, invigorating, encouraging.
After passing the Blueberry Hill area, which is a path that loops around the lower part of Flattop, we first encountered snow that we had to walk through in order to get to where we wanted to be. I can only imagine how deep the snow must have been because it was still at least two feet deep in parts on the lower level. We had a great view of Anchorage below us at Blueberry Hill still on our way up, but soon afterward the clouds enveloped us and we could only see a few yards in front of us for the remainder of the climb. There were times, it was only a few feet in front of us.
I am thankful for that cloud that wrapped itself around me and kept me from seeing the sights along the way.
|At the peak!|
Once at the top, the clouds still encasing the mountain, we enjoyed some of our trailmix and chatted about our trip up and the fun fact that we both had cell phone service at the peak better than a lot of other places in town or at home.
We made our trip down at a good speed, not having much of a problem with loose rocks or tough spots. And, going down the mountain, the dreaded steps became a very welcome tool for an easy descent.
Roundtrip was 3 hours. It did not seem like 3 hours on the mountain, but having skipped dinner for an early start up the mountain, we were both ready to eat once at the car.
|view at the top|
Thanks, David, for being there every step of the way as my friend!
Thanks, God, for the cloud that held me on the mountain...I couldn't have kept on climbing without it! A bonus on the way down was seeing a critter and discovering bear tracks in the snow...mama and cub prints.
|Starting down...this is the snow at the top of the|
snowy slope in the pic above
|an infamous orange dot|
|on the right trail down :)|