One of the other climbers commented, "It's almost eerie." And it was. On the 11,499' of San Gorgonio Mountain there was not a breath of wind and the temperature was a comfortable 50-something degrees. Wisps of cirrus accentuated the azure sky, and to the southeast San Gorgonio's ever-present companion, Mt. San Jacinto, stood quietly above Banning Pass. A couple of hours before I had been sitting on the summit of East San Bernardino Peak, debating whether to continue my planned trek to San Gorgonio.