Note from Lou: Since sleeping high is one of our main goals (we want to get on that Denali flight at least slightly acclimated to something above sea level), we headed up to the Bunny Flats parking area on Mount Shasta. Pulling in last evening in the cold rain didn’t inspire a great deal of confidence, but then, at least it was probably snowing just up the trail.
As they usually do, my eyes opened with a jolt at 5:00 A.M. and my fingers sought a keyboard to type on. Not finding myself that near a computer, I instead opted to glance out the camper window. Wow, the world’s greatest sucker hole had opened up and Shasta loomed above our “campsite” like the gigantic Lemurian throne some people around here think it is.
Okay boys, we know the wind and weather will hammer that thing soon, so the summit is out, but let’s go for a tour! Yeah, we didn’t go far, but anything on Shasta is always a joy and the workout appreciated.