Yeet that cell phone into the sea (or maybe just leave it behind).
The first time I reached the summit of Mount Rainier, in August 2012, I switched my phone out of airplane mode to send a giddy text to the friend who’d helped me train for the climb. As I waited for a reply, I found myself idly scrolling. Through Facebook notifications, no less.
It was just before 7am on a sunny Sunday, and the Mount Rainier crater rim stretched in front of me like a bowl of snow, balanced slightly askew. At 14,410 feet above sea level, I was halfway to cruising altitude for an airliner,
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