Worth republishing during this summertime. A wonderful tale of California’s Sierra Nevada and the mythology of the west — and it is true!!
“I sort of went off on a tangent from civilization and never got back.” – Norman Clyde
August 24, 1933 – There was a sudden chill as the first rays of a brilliant morning sun were interrupted by a stray cloud. Norman Clyde stretched his arms and glanced up the narrow talus shelf that he would use as a base to climb Michael’s Minaret. The degree of difficulty to ascend this lonely dagger of granite could not be underestimated. It was vertical on all four sides and rose narrowly through jagged chutes that eventually gave way to an impossible hourglass summit. For the last five days, he had scoured every inch of this isolated range looking for clues. Clyde had pieced together small bits of information and returned to this particular minaret. How someone could attempt to conquer this serrated spine with no rope and only tennis shoes was beyond…
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