Summer’s 3 Percent
Whitney Portal (8,360) to Outpost Camp (10,080) 3.8 miles
Going on twenty-three, I fancied myself a naturalist, thought I knew about the wilderness, about wildness, because I had been an avid reader of John Muir and Henry David Thoreau. I enjoyed reading about Muir’s exciting climb into a giant Douglas spruce during a torrential windstorm. I liked to imagine a young bearded Muir climbing into the treetops, wind whipped like a kite.
Once on the trail, however, I had my doubts.