7/23/11, looking NE from the sleeping bag on a 5700' summit above the Pacific Crest Trail. No need or room for a tent, Gwynnie tied-in beside me. We had mountain goats, sunset, all-night star TV, a frightening moonrise (with Jupiter) just to the right of that shark's-tooth, sunrise right in our face -- just reach out of the bag and fire up the stove for coffee. And hurry up with that dog food, wudjaplease?
The PCT traverses L>R all across this scene, up high. The shark'stooth, Chikamin Peak, was our objective. We didn't even get close, too much snow. August 2012, Al and I will sleep on top of the broad peak left of center and watch the Perseid meteor showers.