Rolling hills upon rolling hills! Mount Rose seems to be eluding us. But with shear determination and grit we conquered this Beast together with some die hard Comrades and a very energetic Dalmatian! We started in the early morning fog and cleared into some gentle winds throughout the day. I recommend wearing covers and a long sleeve to protect you from the sun. There were very little shade on the trail. Rose is definitely a mental test. When I felt the miles, I just looked up and take in the beautiful view, listened to the wind blowing by, and took a deep inhale of the remanent smell of the dry flowers like lavenders helped me get right back. This peak was number five for me and from the very beginning I promised myself that I would give it my all and leave no regrets behind. Every mile I stepped on the gas petal and I am so glad it it. I finished strong and ready for Sizer!