Parked near prison and hiked the PCT to Gleason and then Messenger Peak. There were patches of snow below Gleason and some brisk winds that day. No views from Gleason to speak of, but fabulous ones from Messenger Peak.
"As an adolescent I aspired to lasting fame, I craved factual certainty, and I thirsted for a meaningful vision of human life - so I became a scientist. This is like becoming an archbishop so you can meet girls."