Rising 18,000 feet from the surrounding tundra to 20,320 feet, Denali, also known as Mt. McKinley, has been called the coldest mountain on earth. In 1969, my dream was to climb this mountain with a team of women.
Looking at our expedition flag, I could imagine six Victorian women wearing long skirts and carrying parasols strolling amidst the mighty glaciers of Denali.
Before the Denali climb our team met at the University of Alaska in Fairbanks to take part in high-altitude physiology studies. From the left: Margaret Clark, Faye Kerr, Dana Isherwood, Grace Hoeman, and Margaret Young.
During a simulated ascent to 20,000 feet in a pressurized altitude chamber replicating the atmosphere on top of Denali, most of us could still solve complex math problems.
Telling us the weather was suddenly perfect after a week of severe storms, Don Sheldon, our bush pilot, loaded us all on his jeep for an immediate take-off for Denali.
The green water sparkling below us solidified into a frozen river of ice leading to the enormous Kahiltna Glacier and the colossal white mass of Denali in the distance.
I saw the Denali Base Camp below us: a half dozen miniature red, orange, and blue tents and a huge peace symbol someone had stamped into the snow.
By 11:00 PM all six of us and our 900 pounds of gear were safely at Base Camp. Trying to fall asleep in the Arctic twilight, I wondered how we'd feel when Don flew us out.
Our leader, Grace Hoeman, a 48-year-old anesthesiologist from Anchorage, attempted Denali twice and climbed dozens of Alaskan peaks with her late husband Vin.
This sunny morning seemed a good time to take the publicity pictures we'd promised sponsors who had donated food and equipment to our expedition.
Margaret Clark, Dana, and I took off our outer clothes and, wearing only our powder blue insulated Duofold underwear, boots, and snowshoes, marched up the glacier.
"I dreamed I climbed Denali in my Duofold underwear," I joked, mimicking the old Maidenform bra ads.
Margaret Clark, a geology student from Christchurch, New Zealand, could carry loads nearly two-thirds of her 100-pound body weight and always wore lady's white gloves.
We stamped back and forth on the surface of the snow, cut the packed snow into two-foot-square blocks, and piled them up to make a wall to protect our tents.
Faye Kerr from Melbourne, Australia admitted to being 39 years old. Having an extraordinary tolerance to heat and cold, Faye was one of the first women to make climbing her life work.
Camped across from us was Mike Bialos's six man team from Seattle. As Faye did her yoga, one of the members of Mike's team did sit-ups in the snow.