Our sunset drive to the Shavano trailhead. We camped near the trailhead.
Mt Shavano was the first fourteener I have hiked. Would I have done it had I known what I was getting myself in to? Great question. One thing I do know is that I wouldn't be able to do one on my own. The motivation from my fellow hikers was key.
We started at 4:10 am with flashlights and careful steps all the while wondering what my surroundings were like.
As though the steep climb wasn't enough we stumbled into another obstacle. The Wind. It was intense. John guessed it was about 40 mph! I believe it. I almost lost my hat, and was thankful I had a glove.
As we neared the summit, and I knew it, I started darting from boulder to boulder, adrenaline being supplied by the knowledge that I was about to reach my goal. I jumped onto one boulder and let out an awe-filled shout. On the other side of where I was standing was nothing except for a steep, rocky drop. The way down from there...falling.
As we neared the summit, and I knew it, I started darting from boulder to boulder, adrenaline being supplied by the knowledge that I was about to reach my goal. I jumped onto one boulder and let out an awe-filled shout. On the other side of where I was standing was nothing except for a steep, rocky drop. The way down from there...falling.
Exhilarating to say the least.
We made it.
Amazing. Beautiful. Awe-inspiring. An expression of HaShem. I wish my camera was able to capture it. Alas, my 10.1 mp was no match for the magnitude of beauty surrounding me. As I write this I can't help but think how the L-rd feels about us, His workmanship (Eph. 2:9). Oh, how He loves us.
We spent a good 45 minutes to an hour at the summit taking pictures, relaxing, eating, laughing, and making new friends. I spent some time looking at all of my surroundings. The diverse landscapes. To the south were the long, steep switchbacks, the trees, beautiful lakes hidden from the rest of the world that were only visible from the summit. To the north the range continued on. Miles and miles of snow spotted peaks dotting the sky. I hadn't ever seen anything like it.
On the way up my quads were screaming at me, and a day later my calves were expressing themselves in an even more painful way.
I hope to see more views similar to what I saw that day. I will. And I have. When I look at you I see Him. Do
you know how incredible that is?
Post hike dirty feet contest. I won!
4 comments:
were you hiking in your bare feet? they look like they are in decent shape after such a climb. way to go!
wowo great pictures... I am glad you had such a great time. I miss you already thanks for opening up the other night.
hehe...no, i hiked in tennis shoes and my socks and feet were dirtay! this picture doesn't really do the dirt justice.
lauren, thank you for being up still and listening. i miss you already, too. i almost started tearing up! oh dear, moving stuff out last night was really hard. i started to cry a few times. i probably will a few times more.
love both you ladies!
no bare feet...just feet that accumulate dirt well. it was a lot of fun.
thanks! i am too. i love the outdoors! thanks for being there and listening. i will miss that. i miss it already.
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