Even if you go to bed at 9, getting up at 5AM is hard. It’s always darker than you expect and it’s usually freezing. In any case, Calley and I crawled out of our respective vans at 5AM in the Tuolumne Meadows campground, shoveled down some cold cereal, and rolled out for the day’s objective, the West Ridge of Mount Conness. TM Herbert, legendary Tuolumne badass, described the climb as “2 Cathedrals stacked on top of each other.
