The young man inside of me wanted to climb all the way to the top. However, the altitude and the steeper terrain told my tired. old body to take the path more heavily traveled. Although it has been five months since getting out of the hospital my stamina and endurance levels aren't too high. My mind still pictures me doing the strenuous things of yesteryear, but the reality of what my body can endure is a completely different snapshot. Trained rock climbers were precariously scaling some of the walls of rock. My feet stayed on solid ground and I enjoyed the beauty from a lower level during the 2.34 mile trek. Enjoy the pictures.
Can you see the climbers in the middle of the photo?
My family was safe at the picnic table under the huge boulder. Why?
They were safe because I was holding it in place. No wonder I was tired.
The view between two boulders revealed more climbers.
That is the first glimpse of what we enjoyed on Sunday. There will be more to follow.
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