I don’t remember much about the circumstances about this trip. We slept at the boulderfield, and I was throwing up all night. In the morning I was shaky and had thrown up much of my water that I’d tried to drink, so we headed down. It’s too bad, it was a nice morning and the wind had blown much of the snow off the north face.

A lot of postholing; brought too much stuff as usual in our early days.

Still obsessed with doing Longs in the winter one day.