Sorry, it took me a while to get back to Toronto and to download my photos/ get reliable internet connection.

Here are my photos from April 22-25th 2010.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=212429&id=548452159&l=834f53d453I made it to the summit but I was really suffering. I don't remember feeling much joy, only nausea when I got to the summit, and upon returning to UBSL I just crashed in my tent. (Now at sea-level I am so buzzed!) The weight of my pack was really an issue for me, as was the sun, dehydration and shin bang from my plastic boots. My feet were in such pain. I was swollen for a few days after returning to sea level, I think from the sun. Bring a sun hat and wear sunscreen. I left my hat at the portal because I thought it was ugly and dead weight, but that is one of my biggest regrets.
I just realize today that I didn't even use an internal frame pack, it was just whatever piece of garbage I could afford 5 years ago on my student salary.

I remember at the time being impressed that it had a waist belt and a sternum strap, (that's as high tech as it gets). Little did I know. After marching to the point where the mountaineers route diverts from normal route, my shoulders were killing, and I finally get one of the guys I met along the way to help me readjust my straps so that at least a portion of the weight was on my hips.
Since I really had to load up my pack it made accessing my waterbottles a real ordeal, meaning I would only drink water when I had the energy to take on and off my pack, and fight to get the water bottle back inside. I drank less than a liter a day. I tried to drink two liters on summit day but my second water bottle smelled like human waste (we had melted clean snow so it could not have been contaminated, it had to be the mix of yesterday's soup and the artificial strawberry drink I had in the waterbottle). Still, I couldn't get over how nasty the water smelled or the mental picture it gave me whenever I got a whiff of it and so I had to really force myself to drink from that second liter of water (sorry if that's too much information).
All the details that I can remember on the snowpack, etc are probably all irrelevant now. And most of what I can remember is just how nasty I felt, but whatever. We live, we learn. One of the reasons I wanted to do Whitney (besides getting to the summit) was to see my areas of strength and deficiency. To identify what areas and gear I would need to work on before getting into more serious mountains... and I've identified plenty of areas that I need to work on! So, I guess in that regards it was a success.