Summit

The main activity scheduled for Saturday was a serious hike. We had maps and compasses and an ambitious hike planned. We packed our lunch early and set off. Straight up hill.

I never got any good pictures of the trail going up hill from our starting point, because I was fighting to climb that ridge. At first, I figured that if it got too difficult, I'd just turn around and go back to camp. But by the time I had come to the conclusion that it WAS too difficult, it was too late! I turned around and got sick to my stomache. I was way higher up than I like to be! I couldn't go back down -- the only option was to go up.

Jozien - I thought of you -- I think you wouldn't have had any problem! You have REAL mountains; I only had this little ridge that I was afraid of!

 

A beautiful view from the top, once I finally got there... I didn't think I was gonna make it at some points, though, and I think some of the others on the hike weren't too sure of me either! Well, I haven't even WALKED all summer, and now here I am climbing a mountain??? I am out of my mind. There were points where I was actually hanging on to rocks with my finger tips to pull myself up. It was only me that was crawling up on my hands and knees, mind you -- the kids scampered up like little monkeys. The other leaders were breathing heavy, but they were fine too. It was just me. I think I worried a few of the kids... They all kept offering me a hand up, and all I could imagine was falling down the mountain and dragging a kid with me... no way!

My only recommendation is to avoid the red trail in the future.