The Switchbacks on the Main Trail are unlike anything that I have ever undertaken during a "wilderness" experience (using the term loosely when it comes to Whitney) I likened it to some sort of high-altitude turnstyle sans the velvet ropes (guiding you this way and that way) There was the same maddening effect of being caught in a time-warp as every turn would nearly bring you face up with the same persons dogging you for the last hour. Whilst my buddies lingered at Trail Crest to compare notes with the other E-ticket holders, I reveled in being set free of the mob.
