A couple of weeks ago, my family and I enjoyed a week in the Colorado mountains. We had a great time! I enjoyed the entire week, but one of the many highlights happened early on our last full day there. My dad, brother, and I hiked a mountain near where we were staying. I had never hiked a mountain before, so it was a challenge, but a memorable one. I certainly learned a few things...
1. There is a reason I live in the Great Plains. Plains. Flat. Grassy. Flat. Very flat. I like it that way - I love the wide open sky and beautiful sunrises and sunsets we have here. This was probably a very little mountain (as mountains go), but given where I come from, it was big enough for my taste.
2. I have a very helpful brother. Not only did he carry the bag with our water all the way up the mountain, but he said "We're almost there" about a dozen times. It really helped - the first couple of times.
3. He doesn't think I'm quite as helpful. Okay, so maybe I didn't need to ask "Are we there yet?" quite as often as I did, but I didn't mean for him to take it personally.
4. "Level of difficulty" is relative. Seriously, this hike was supposed to be "easy" or "moderate." Maybe for a marathon contestant, but not for me.
5. Gloves should be part of my mountain climbing gear. If I ever do it again, that is. Apparently I have a unique descent style; my dad and brother said it looked like a crab slide. I didn't see how it looked, but it worked, right? I survived the trip down. That was the goal.
6. Some people have strange hobbies. Like building stone structures atop steep slopes. That and, of course, climbing said slopes. But I digress...
7. Pictures don't do it justice. It was amazing - a gorgeous panoramic view as far as they eye could see. I tried to capture it on camera, but it is impossible to catch that in a picture (as you can see in the picture at the top of this post). Besides - the sun was in my eyes.
8. I am glad I went. So maybe it is a little cliche, but it really was worth it. It was a great experience! I'm not entirely convinced I want to do it again, though.
9. Some things aren't worth it. Like I said, it was worth it - the first time. But if I had left my jacket or some other personal item up there, forget it. I don't think I need anything that much.
10. You never know what is waiting around the next corner - or up the next mountain! Who knows what adventure could happen? It might be challenging, it might be something I never want to do again, but it can still be an adventure. What great memories do you have because you tried something new?