What began as a not-so-bad hike up Mount Tyrwhitt ended up getting kinda crazy when we reached the summit and decided to walk the ridge across to the next peak and then go back down to the parking lot from there. Except it wasn't really an easy ridge walk, it was more sliding down some scree to get halfway down the mountain, walking across the sinking scree, and then heading back up the mountain to get to the peak only to have another whole hour of hiking to get back to the parking lot. At least the views were nice and the company was good.
Rocky and I made a pinky promise a year ago that we would summit Smutwood Peak when he agreed to help second shoot a wedding for me instead of doing this hike with his wife and sister-in-law. A 4:30 am wake-up call, one synopsis of Game of Thrones, and two moose sightings later, Rocky, Shanelle, and I pulled up to an old logging road and started our trek. This was a tough 20km (especially since this was my very first hike of the season), but getting to that summit made it all worth it. It also helped that I was with one heckin' good hiking crew that made every minute of the trip so much fun. A Saturday well spent in the mountains.