A Night with Glaciers
A crisp half-moon illuminates the upper reaches of the glacier-crusted rock. My two companions, my brother Dave, and an old friend named Jeremy, have gone to bed. I am alone.
But I am unable to sleep. There is so much beauty surrounding me it feels fake, like a Hollywood movie set. I am completely engulfed by the jaws of the Andes, an impressive stretch known as the Cordillera Blancas. A few miles away stands the captain, a peak named Huascaran. Huascaran is the tallest mountain in Peru, taller than Denali, at 22,200 feet tall.
The three of us are trekking a 25 mile loop trail that will take us up and over a 15,000 foot pass, and we are having an adventure.