On a mountain climb
to the summit of Mount Shasta we camped at 10,400 feet and early the
next morning we headed for the 14,100 foot summit. But my 17-year-old
son was ill from the moment we left the tent door. He hiked for about
half and hour before becoming so ill that I had to lead him by the
hand back to the tent and where I placed him in his bag. Once he felt
a little better, one member of our group took him down the mountain
where he quickly recovered.
Mulling over the
reasons for his illness, I determined the cause was quite simple and
could have been prevented if I had remembered my son's dislike of cold
temperatures. He had slept all night with his head buried deep in his
sleeping bag. The stale recycled air poisoned his body and by morning
he had altitude sickness.
On all high altitude
climbs I remind all the members of our group to sleep with their faces
out of their sleeping bags and for those who use bivy sacks to keep
them unzipped. This is a good practice for all hiking trips.
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