Guinness At The Summit

Talk about product placement. Well, I was thirsty. And hungry. And tired. And nothing remedies that like a can of Guinness Draught.

Five of us climbed Mt. McLoughlin yesterday. 9495 feet. Five and one half miles from trailhead to summit, and the last mile ascends 1700 vertical feet. We weren't the youngest—there were ten-year-olds on the trail—or the oldest—one man we met descending must have been at least seventy. But I doubt that any other group had more fun.

Here's the rest of the crew: Susie, Greg, Vickie, and Arleen, doing their "first Americans to reach the summit" pose.