So a couple of work friends invited me to hike mt. timpanogos to see the sunrise friday night/saturday morning. I immediately said yes-not realizing what i just got myself into.
We left the trailhead at about 2 am and got up to the top of the summit at 7 am. The first couple hours weren't bad. i was feeling pretty energized and motivated, plus the trail was fairly easy. Then we got to the hard part. For what it seemed like a couple miles, were just rocks and rocks as the trail. Every step was uncomfortable and i was just ready to get to the top. When i thought we got to the top, there was still more to go...the hardest part. We scaled the side of this mountain in the dark with strong winds and a sheer cliff. It seemed impossible at times. We finally got to the top and enjoyed the sunrise for a half hour, then made our way back.
4 hours later we reached our cars, and i don't think i've ever been happier.
4 hours later we reached our cars, and i don't think i've ever been happier.
That's right, 9 hours hiking. count them.
Insane.
Looking back, i'm glad i did it, but in the moment i hated it.
But now i don't ever have to do it again. ever.
thank goodness.
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