Chimney Tops, Great Smoky Mountains
Jul. 19th, 2014 03:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today I hiked. I love the mountains so much, but I've not walked the trails for a few years mostly due to the health issues. However, I had promised my oldest and her best friend that we'd go hiking in the mountains before the summer is over.
At one point I didn't think I'd be able to keep my promise, but I was prescribed some meds that helped me be get moving after waking up, so I grabbed my two girls and Johnny and we headed up into the Smokies. Only a 30% chance of rain for later in the day according to the forecast - good odds, I thought. Which, like many of our local weather forecasts, turned out WRONG. A steady rain all day.
We still went. Johnny wanted to try a more difficult hike (well, difficult for us - we've none of us ever been regular hikers) because he'd had surgery recently and wants to regain his strength. (He's sixteen.) I agreed to go for the Chimney Tops, which I hadn't hiked in about twenty years! (It's not a long hike, but as this article will tell you, it's quite steep).
I frankly figured I couldn't make it, but if that were the case, I'd just sit and wait for the kids while they finished. I wanted to try. I hate owning up to being unable to do things I used to be able to do. I already do that so much, and it kills the spirit.
It was the hardest thing I've ever done, physically. My body just didn't think it could do it, and I tended to agree with it. I'm a stubborn cuss, however, and for the last half mile up the trail I sent the kids on ahead and took the climb as I could (talked to myself a lot). As I climbed higher, the wind began to blow, cold and crisp. It was rejuvenating, and really, by the time I made it to the foot of the rock climb, I was exhilarated. What a gorgeous view: clouds rolling over the mountains, wind hissing and rocking the tree tops.
Though I didn't quite make it to the top of the final 50 foot (wet, slippery) rock climb as I did twenty years ago, I got most of the way there. Only my thirteen-year old got higher than I did. My sixteen-year old got a bit freaked by the height, and Johnny didn't climb without her.
(This photo isn't mine - the others are)
my view, if a little blurry - see my daughter's red hair? :)
I'm my father's daughter - too much spleen to be good for anyone - irritable, stubborn, but determined. The last mile was pretty much stubbornness, pride, and mumbling to myself through gritted teeth about a bottle of wine at home if only I could get the fuck off the damn rock.
Not pretty, but what the hell, I did it, and I wanted to do something I know I used to be able to do. It makes me sad to think I'll probably never do it again.
One of many reasons I love my husband: he'd just gotten off work when we came back. He immediately noticed my gait. I told him where we'd been and said, I'll probably never be able to do it again.
He said, "You might." He believes it, and makes me consider the possibility.
Cone flower by the side of the trail
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Date: 2014-07-19 11:25 am (UTC)We were once socked (sp?) under cloud cover for over a month, and I missed the sun so much! I took off up Mt. Sentinel, and didn't stop! Most the hike was a foggy mess and I couldn't see a thing. But the last 20 feet, I broke through and felt the sunlight on my face! Talk about rejoicing! I couldn't see Missoula or the valley for the clouds, so it looked like I was standing on a little island in the middle of a great white lake. I'll never forget that moment. The mountains are a magical place that I visit whenever I can.
Thanks for bringing back some memories with your pictures, and keep hiking! :)
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Date: 2014-07-21 05:11 am (UTC)I looked up Mt Sentinel in Missoula, and imagined the view you must have had. Sounds wonderful, sort of stranded amongst the clouds.
You know what, I hope very much that you're right and I can keep on with hikes now and then - though I think I'll take some easier/shorter ones for a bit. I love the mountains so much, too, and even moreso since I've gotten older (there is NOTHING like a refreshing cool wind for a woman with hot flashes;)
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Date: 2014-07-21 05:27 am (UTC)I AM SORE.
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