Here's some views from the summit. Honestly, I was completely hash-whacked. I failed to eat enough, I failed to tally than one hour of sleep on the cramped ride over, I failed to move any speed greater than ridiculously slow; the only thing I succeeded at is getting to the top. And thats the only thing that matters. Especially when you've got views like this. 

Me and this guy (Scott Hurst)

 

Conquered this mountain. 

The Grand Teton

The above is one of my favorite pictures I have ever taken. The dark qualities of the trees, the glistening ground cover. The mountains in the distance, the people nearer. It takes me somewhere else. 

We walked along the trail, and Tyler spotted a moose about thirty feet in front of us, a bull with very large antlers. A cow started of towards our left. For a moment we thought they were going to pull a Jurassic Park velociraptor on us. We retreated. Until a boy scout troop came prancing along, bumbling forward disregarding our warnings. 

Well enough. The moose didn't charge and we managed to make some photographs.