“Two more posts and we’ll rest.” My wife and I had been hiking for seven and a half hours. Our legs ached, our feet were sore. The wind burned our eyes. We couldn’t walk more than fifty feet at a time without catching our breath. We had already climbed 4,000 feet in elevation and were now 13,500 feet above sea level. We were on the final stretch to (
Why Do I Like Doing Things the Hard Way?
Why Do I Like Doing Things the Hard Way?
Why Do I Like Doing Things the Hard Way?
“Two more posts and we’ll rest.” My wife and I had been hiking for seven and a half hours. Our legs ached, our feet were sore. The wind burned our eyes. We couldn’t walk more than fifty feet at a time without catching our breath. We had already climbed 4,000 feet in elevation and were now 13,500 feet above sea level. We were on the final stretch to (