Mountaineering is one of those activities that I have trained for my whole life, without knowing. Growing up, I was a long-distance swimmer, so all I did was swim and swim and swim, just like Dory in Finding Nemo. Once I was done competing in a pool, backpacking and following a trail was an obvious transfer of monotonous skill. That relationship blossomed as I entered the mountaineering world.

This glorified spiky-shoe hiking was my new addiction. For some reason, waking up at 2 am and walking with a pack all day was glorious, I mean, the summit views and struggle to breathe made me feel like a sugar addict in a candy shop. The Thumb, photographed above, is a marker when climbing Avalanche Gulch on Mount Shasta, marking roughly the halfway point of the ascent. I was fortunate enough to be here for sunrise.

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