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The Adventure begins:

Let us take you on an exhilarating journey that became our passion, it all began with an unforgettable hike on Mt. Rainier in May 2014.

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Imagine this:

 

Three Aventureros (Scott, Sam and Rudy) driven by a shared love for nature, thrill, and exploration.

 

Day 1

 

We embarked on a daring expedition, choosing to challenge ourselves in the face of adverse conditions. It was a day when Mother Nature had cast her snowy veil upon the majestic mountain, engulfing it in a fierce snowstorm.

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Undeterred by the tempestuous weather, dressed in head to toe summit gear, we set foot on the trail with our 60 pound packs on our back, defying the elements with every step. The wind howled, the snowflakes danced in the air, and the world around us became a realm of white. With each stride, we felt the weight of the challenge, yet our determination burned brighter than ever.

 

As we ascended higher, battling through the blizzard, a sense of anticipation filled the air. And then, almost miraculously, as if guided by an unseen force, the clouds began to disperse. The gray veil that had shrouded the mountain for so long slowly unveiled its true grandeur.

 

A moment of awe struck us as we reached the base camp and finally turned around to behold the scene behind us. A breathtaking panorama emerged—a sight that words struggle to capture. We stood at the precipice, gazing out into an ethereal sea of clouds that stretched far beyond the horizon. Peaks of neighboring mountains pierced through the cottony blanket, creating a mesmerizing tapestry of nature's raw beauty.

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As the sun set on the first day, we retreated to a cold shelter nestled at a staggering altitude of 10,000 feet. Fatigue settled in our bones, but little did we know that the night held a formidable test for us. Altitude sickness, an unwelcome visitor, gripped some of us, taunting us with doubts and uncertainty. In the biting cold, we found ourselves wrestling with our own minds, fighting against the whispers of self-doubt. Our Egos the only irrational fuel pushing us forward.

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Day 2


With resilience in our hearts, we rose with the dawn of the following day. Determined to overcome every hurdle that stood in our way, we delved into training. Ice arrest drills became our mantra as we learned to master the use of crampons, ice axes and tethered hiking, the rope, a lifeline amidst the vast expansive glaciers. We were preparing ourselves not only physically but mentally, forging a bond of trust and reliance on one another.

 

As the afternoon sun painted the sky with vibrant hues, we ascended to 12,000 feet, consumed by a mix of anticipation and trepidation. The day's exertions and what lay ahead called for an early bedtime, although our minds were restless with the impending challenge that awaited us. But before we surrendered to the night, the guides approached each of us, placing an avalanche beacon in our hands. The weight of that device served as a chilling reminder of the inherent dangers that awaited us, underscoring the need for vigilance and respect for the mountain's might. The guides joking that the devices were so our bodies could be found as there was no actually surviving the avalanche.

 

In the stillness of that night, contemplation mingled with adrenaline, stirring our thoughts with a sense of profound purpose. 

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Day 3

At the stroke of 1:00 am, we rallied together, gathering around in group tent for a team breakfast that seemed to provide both nourishment and a quiet reminder of our collective strength.With the darkness as our cloak, we embarked on a nocturnal ascent, guided only by our headlights and the faint illumination of the stars above. We traversed steep terrain and glaciers as we zigzagged up "Disappointment Clever", wondering and then realizing how it got its name.  With every step questioning will the ice arrest really work, will the man in front of me or behind me fall or will I and will we plummet because reality sets in that no one is stopping 3 grown men from sliding off this mountain with a tiny axe.

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As daybreak painted the horizon with hues of gold, we found ourselves traversing the majestic glaciers, their icy expanse beckoning us forward. Amidst the serenity, we were greeted by the occasional thunderous echoes of tumbling boulders, a humbling reminder of the mountain's ever-changing nature. We pressed on, propelled by a shared determination not to be the cause of our collective failure. With each step, we drew closer to the pinnacle, our base camp tents mere pinpricks in the distance, marking our audacious ascent.

 

Finally, triumph surged through our weary bodies as we conquered the summit, standing atop the world with frozen breaths escaping our lips. The view unfolded before our eyes—a vista that defied comprehension. We were humbled by the vastness that stretched before us, reminding us of our place within nature's grand tapestry.

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In that moment, a fire was ignited within our souls—a passion for adventure, exploration, and the pursuit of the extraordinary. We realized that life's most remarkable experiences often lie on the precipice of uncertainty and challenge.

 

But the summit was just the beginning of our day. Reality set upon us as we realized the arduous task of descending all the way back to where our adventure began. In a single day, we challenged our bodies and spirits, navigating treacherous paths for over 17 grueling hours, and navigating an almost unimaginable 9,000 feet of elevation change. The physical toll was undeniable, leaving us with legs that struggled to carry us and bodies that begged for respite. As the afternoon sun peaked and the snow softened we would occasionally sink sometimes waste deep, each time crawling back out and continue the journey, it took every last shred of determination to finish.

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Yet, through the fatigue and pain, we clung to the knowledge that we had experienced something truly extraordinary. By the end of the day we had pushed ourselves beyond what we thought possible, drawing strength from the collective spirit that bound our group together.

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That expedition up Mt. Rainier forever etched itself into our memories as a testament to the human spirit's resilience and the unyielding power of camaraderie. We emerged from that experience not just as conquerors of the mountain but as transformed individuals, brothers forever connected by the shared trials and triumphs we faced together.

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Inspiration

David Goggins

“I don't stop when I'm tired, I stop when I'm done.”

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“It’s possible to transcend anything that doesn’t kill you."

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