We slept a long night in the "roomette." I woke to daylight which doesn't happen very often. But then, I rarely stay up until midnight and we had walked miles and miles the day before.
Husband was awake and sitting. He said he had seen Mt. Shasta. I found my glasses and looked out the window. Drifting by was the most amazing sight. I subsequently spent the next several hours looking in awe. We had been through here in the dark the first trip.