Caught sleeping while everyone else was out enjoying the beautiful sunset.
Finally able to endure the mountains fresh air, fineman attempted to endure the bitter freezing of glacial rivers.
Fineman showing off his manly backpacking face and gruesome beard.
Yes, it was not even 9:00pm.
Of course this picture was taken after the day's first hike.
A man of the mountains, yes, but first his manliness was lost on the mountain.
You want plain English? Lunch came back to say hello!
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Was it cold? Well, lets just say he left his testicles warming-up in the sun for weeks after.
In all seriousness though, i couldn't have asked for a better partner and loved every minute of our trek. Plus, with all of these mountain-skills earned and learned, Michael Fineman has finally become a master of the wilderness and can keep away any wild beast of the woods.
... that is except almost 15 year olds of the Amtrak train depot...
