Day 11 - Descend and Camp

This was a somewhat sketchy descent. Loose stones, slick, glacier hard snow, and good 50 mph wind gusts made it very exciting.
As proof of our journey, I decide to take along a piece of snow and bring it back to camp. I'm uncertain why the hell I did this, but am certain I wouldn't do it again. I carried this thing like 3+ miles.
Whitey the wondermule our roach coach friend was @ camp waiting for us. I gave Whitey a sugar cube for being such a good mule, even if the bastard did try to bite me.