What that means is I've done some hiking in the mountains and done it reasonably well.
On Saturday we did a hike out west called HooDoo Creek. It involves walking up the mostly dry and very rocky stream bed of a creek. About a km or so up the stream appears. That means crisscrossing it for the best footing.
Just past the one km mark there are some hoodoos. I will post pics another day.
Along with being in the mountains this hike has a 400 m elevation gain and it is gained through a steady climb. I stopped to rest every 50 to 100 metres. I've learned that as soon as I hear the partridge drumming it is time to rest so the blood can stop pounding in my ears.
I didn't go the whole way. I stopped about 200 m short of the 2.4 km end. There one can scramble up a fair ways to some caves.
Mike went, I rested.
As far as I am concerned not only do I have my goat legs for the year this hike earned me a spare.
Once we were back down we drove a bit up the road, pulled out to a place near some trees, and enjoyed a picnic.
It was one of our best days ever and for it I am grateful.
If you look at the bottom of the pic just left of the stream you'll notice a narrow ledge. It's just wide enough for a foot. It was a very exciting part of the hike.
6 comments:
you do have goat legs after that kind of hiking!
That ledge? You say "exciting" while I might say "terrifying," but either way, good job! So nice to see people take advantage of living somewhere so beautiful; too many hunker down in front of their tv's rather than get out on their goat legs and enjoy it.
You sure do know how to frame a mountain.
Mary Anne in Kentucky
Tabor, aye.
Crabby, when I say exciting I mean terrifying.
Mary Anne, thanks.
Excellent! Hiking and earning your goat legs is another step in the journey to stay healthy, and i'm glad you took it.
Thanks, Messymimi. I try to earn them every year.
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