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We sat underneath our tarp waiting for the rain to let up, having just finished portaging our canoe from one lake to another. We were unsure of whether our climb of Mt. Moran would be possible and if the weather would clear up.

Next to us, another party was in getting ready to portage their canoe and one of them was trying to convince the others that the easiest way to carry the canoe was to balance it on their heads.

After a little while, the storm moved on and we loaded the canoe with our gear and paddled across the lake. Arriving at the takeout, we pulled the canoe on shore and flipped it upside down.

A party of climbers was heading back, they had been forced to turn around before the summit due to the rain that had held us up after the portage.

Hiking up the steep hill, we could see more canoes with climbers paddling across the lake behind us. We arrived at the basecamp and set up the tarp and had dinner.

Shortly after dark, a thunderstorm rolled in from the west and the lightning flashes lit up the camp while the thunder echoed off the mountain above. Loosened by the rain, rocks tumbled off the mountainside down into the glacier.

The rain and steep terrain made it more dangerous to attempt to descend then to stay in place, so there was little to do other than sit and enjoy the light show. It looked like the trip so far would have been in vain and that the climb would not be possible to complete in the morning.

I woke up shortly before sunrise and reached a hand out beyond the tarp, the rocks had dried during the night and the climb was a go!