Picture of the week 50
Our final stop on the way down was Millennium Camp on the edge of the tree line. I confess that I never took any pictures. We could breathe, our hunger had returned, we knew we would sleep like babies and the realization we’d really climbed the mountain combined to leave us standing there in a sustained, wow.
On the final day through the rain forest, however, I took many images like this one. After a week without any foliage, this was pure