The inspiration for the trip came from this National Geographic Article.
Nat'l Geographic Photo of tokens left on the summit.
Mt. Kennedy from the North (we climbed the south side)
In the days when baggage was not a big problem with the airlines.
Unloading gear at Kluane Lake, Yukon
Camp at Kluane Lake
Sunset out the tent door over frozen Kluane Lake.
Loading the Beaver for the flight in.
The Pilot, Andy Williams.
A huge valley glacier on the flight in.
The north side of Mt. Kennedy from the air.
The Beaver has landed. Cathedral Glacier, south of Mt. Kennedy.
Time to get on with it.
Heading up the Cathedral Glacier. Mts Alverstone and Humboldt.
Camp 1 on the Cathedral Glacier.
Picking our way through a big crevasse field.
Depositing a cache of provisions.
Skiing back to base camp.
Back at Base Camp again.
Arriving Camp 1
Cooking the perfect omelette on a stormy day.
Moving out of camp.
This is called a whiteout. I'm not sure why.
A tantalizing view of Mt. Kennedy through the clouds.
Returning from load carrying.
The mountain is up there somewhere; camp 3.
Finally, a clear view of the south side from camp 3.
Putting skins on the skiis.
Summit attempt 1.
Our first summit attempt ended here when the clouds came in. We called this the Piggy Bank.
Returning to high camp.
This avalanche covered our tracks from a few days previous.
Second summit attempt
Deteriorating conditions near the summit.
Lynn arrives on the summit.
Taz and Dave arrive on top.
Skiing back down.
Skiing over avalanche debris from two days ago.
Jumping a crevasse.
Looking back at the route through the lower crevasse fields.
Fresh critter tracks in the snow in the morning.
That's our base camp cache on the glacier.
Base camp cache.
Heading out - we planned to ski a good part of the way out before being picked up.
Perfect travelling conditions on the Cathedral Glacier.
Building the perfect snow outhouse.
Camp on the Cathedral Glacier from above.
Note the White-Crowned Sparrow behind the boot. This bird was off course.
Looking back at Mt. Kennedy.
Our travel so far - from the plane symbol to the summit, then down the Cathedral Glacier and turn the corner to the Lowell Glacier.
Our outhouses became more and more elaborate.
A pond on the surface of the glacier
Attempts to raise anyone on this short-wave radio failed completely.
Heading back west on the Lowell Glacier.
We stayed here for 5 days waiting for our bush pilot. He was unable to find us on the glacier.
Interesting lighting effects on the glacier.
Poor weather day
Attempts at entertainment.
Finally, the food was running out, and we had to move.
Leaving the Lowell Glacier
Nearing a pass that would take us to another glacier.
The point at which our fortunes changed - I turned abruptly when I saw a people on the glacier.
We arrive in their camp.
70 miles of skiing, 28 days. The trip is over.
These folks had the correct radio to contact our pilot. We had been reported missing for 5 days.
The plan arrives, avoiding a major search by rescue groups.
Flying back to Kluane Lake - this is the route we'd have tried to walk if we had not encountered the group on the glacier.
Back at Kluane Lake, now thawed, contemplating the whims of fate.