We enjoyed the summit of Porter all by ourselves for a while, and after a little snack, headed over to Cascade. Once we reached that summit, we started to encounter some crowds, but had plenty of room to spread out and have a picnic lunch. Jack demonstrated his new field cooking skills by whipping up a chicken and salsa MRE. We were also greeted by a St. Lawrence University student working on a photo documentary project of hikers in the High Peaks; he interviewed all of us and took our pictures for his portfolio. Jack tried in vain to find the letter box that we had stumbled upon 2 years earlier, after having been informed by an unknown source that it had been returned to its hiding spot on the summit.
During the entire trip back to the car we were entertained by Sean who alternately provided conflicting advice to all the uphill hikers who asked the age old question, "Are we getting close yet?" He oscillated between, "The summit is just around the next bend" and "Oh, you have miles to go." A little over six miles in a relaxed 5:30. No new peaks for Jack or Dad, but Sean is now up to three (3).
