Camp Muir 2-20/21

Beautiful weekend on Rainier with an overnight at camp Muir in sight, but with a run in with an old friend in the parking lot set out our endeavors a little later than had planned. Winds pick up with a vengeance near Panarama point and never did let off and the sun was setting before we even reached Anvil rock which brought us to the point, do we turn back or head on up to Muir. With neither myself or Andy wanting to be the party pooper we drudge forward thru high winds and almost no visibility. With our remaining water source rolling down the mountain we found our spirits dashed as I found the "camp" I had my sights on was nothing more than a large rock on the side of the cliff. Non the less, we did make it to Camp Muir and blew our way in to about 25 pairs of eyes staring back at us in complete darkness. I don't know what the capacity of the place is but I am sure we exceeded it, (thanks everyone for making room). There were three brave souls who woke at 1am to trudge on to the summit and I commend their courage and or their complete stupidity as the winds had not died down a bit but they were determined. The rest of us were in no hurry in the morning to rush out in the heavy wind and get blown back down to Paradise but needless to say the views were incredible and if you managed to hug the rocks the snow was not too...wind packed.