My youngest son came home yesterday to leave his car with us while he is gone to hike the Pacific Coast Trail. He flies out tomorrow so last night is the last we will see of him until fall. I told him last night that I am not thrilled with this hike but he is an adult. I will worry until he is home again since he is doing this hike alone. Here is a photo he took of himself on the summit of Mt Whitney (14501 feet) on his last hike - the John Muir trail. The lighting is not good because it was sunrise. How did I, perfectly content to be a home body as I got older, raise such an adventurous kid??? Even when I liked to travel, I didn't want to rough it - felt like I was being mistreated if I stayed in a hotel without room service!