last saturday we decided to take a little hike. we started out in provo canyon and figured we would end coming down through rock canyon in about 4 hours.
we were enjoying the hike so much, we even stopped to take senior portraits.
and steve, once again, had to show off his talents working the camera...but i'm taking credit for the discovery of the "eye" in the tree...he may have pressed "click" but i found it.
half way up we found a bit of earth and stopped to eat lunch. yum.
then we continued on. winding up, up, up the mountain. i kept thinking "okay, around the next switchback, we'll be at the peak..wait, okay the next one..wait.."
we finally made it to the top. the cascade saddle. we took some pics and then started down...
unfortunately there was not a defined trail {going straight down, like we wanted} so we literally forged our own path through the trees and bushes. this was the real turning point of the hike...
once we were in rock canyon these lady hikers told us it was only "a little farther" to the camp ground. they were liars. took us almost 3 more hours to get to the bottom. luckily i found the fountain of youth to keep me going.
after 8 hours and 11.6 miles we made it to the car. barely alive.
half way up we found a bit of earth and stopped to eat lunch. yum.
then we continued on. winding up, up, up the mountain. i kept thinking "okay, around the next switchback, we'll be at the peak..wait, okay the next one..wait.."
lucky for us we picked the perfect day and time of year for a hike. it was so beautiful up there with the colors of the changing leaves and the blue, blue sky.
we finally made it to the top. the cascade saddle. we took some pics and then started down...
unfortunately there was not a defined trail {going straight down, like we wanted} so we literally forged our own path through the trees and bushes. this was the real turning point of the hike...
by the time we got down to the actual trail again our knees were shot, our tailbones bruised, and morale was low.
note to self: always stay on the trail. always. even if it looks like it's going way out of the way, stay on it.
note to self: always stay on the trail. always. even if it looks like it's going way out of the way, stay on it.
once we were in rock canyon these lady hikers told us it was only "a little farther" to the camp ground. they were liars. took us almost 3 more hours to get to the bottom. luckily i found the fountain of youth to keep me going.
after 8 hours and 11.6 miles we made it to the car. barely alive.
it was one of those experiences where during it you are thinking "i kind of hate this, i will never do this again." but then after all is said and done and you are safely home, in your cozy bed you think "ah, that was totally fun. i climbed up one side of that mountain and down the other! i can't wait to do it again next year."
don't know if steve would do it again with me though. he kind of hated it more than i did. :)
don't know if steve would do it again with me though. he kind of hated it more than i did. :)
3 comments:
First half: Best hike ever.
Second half: Worst hike ever.
Final verdict: Probably won't be doing this one again. We'll try something else next time. :-)
"a bit of earth" -love that. thanks for reminding me of the secret garden love. glad you are alive.
Too funny! Usually it would be the hardest going all the way up and easy walking down the mountain! It looks gorgeous (and not just because of the two of you!) I bet it is safe to say that you got your exercise in for the week!
Angela
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