the best shoes in the universe
Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 8:02 am
A couple of years ago I injured and then reinjured my leg and since then I have not done any hiking. But I have been going to the gym a lot and finally felt like giving it a try.
So I got my hiking boots out of the closet where they had gotten all dusty. When I put them on I can't tell you how good they felt. Like my feet had been reunited with old friends. So light and graceful.
it was a pretty pleasant hike up Black bear Mountain. About 4 miles with about 2000 feet elevation gain on a maintained trail. Took it slow and by time I got to the top I felt better than when I had started. The sort of thing I used to think of as an easy warm up.
The mountain top is gorgeous. You can see how the granite was molten at one time with all the gentle flow lines and mica veins. Lots of wild blueberries and some very stunted pines which carpet everything in pine needles where there isn't bare rock or blueberries.
So why is this in the CDing section? The trail up is fairly well traveled. I wore panties and unisex hiking shorts with unisex top and bralette for a little while without attracting any attention before it was too hot for the bralette and shirt to be any fun at all. So they went in the back pack. Noone ever seems to explore a rather large plateau at the top so when I got there and admired the views for a minute I discretely changed into a long body hugging slip (Not one of those control things. It seems to be a relatively new type of form fitting but unconfining slip) and wandered around in that with just panties and boots. Let me tell you, the feel of a gentle mountain breeze on a warm day on my bare legs through the slip was really something. Far more fun than the feel of that same breeze on just bare legs and hiking shorts. I wandered around for a while admiring more views and feeling a part of things in a different, more romanitic way.
Remembering that the most important part of a successful ascent is a successful descent after, and that downhill tired is more worrisome and harder on the knees than uphill fresh, I took my time hiking down after I changed back into the hiking shorts. I have to admit the idea of wafting down the late afternoon mountain in a slip sounded awfully romantic and enchanting. Perhaps some other time.
Today I feel fine-knees a bit stiff but that's it.
The CDing on the mountain top was a lot of fun and something I have wanted to do since I joined this forum. But the physically successful hike was at this point a personal triumph for me. I am utterly thrilled and do not care that this was something I used to consider absurdly easy. Onwards, slowly.
Absaroka
So I got my hiking boots out of the closet where they had gotten all dusty. When I put them on I can't tell you how good they felt. Like my feet had been reunited with old friends. So light and graceful.
it was a pretty pleasant hike up Black bear Mountain. About 4 miles with about 2000 feet elevation gain on a maintained trail. Took it slow and by time I got to the top I felt better than when I had started. The sort of thing I used to think of as an easy warm up.
The mountain top is gorgeous. You can see how the granite was molten at one time with all the gentle flow lines and mica veins. Lots of wild blueberries and some very stunted pines which carpet everything in pine needles where there isn't bare rock or blueberries.
So why is this in the CDing section? The trail up is fairly well traveled. I wore panties and unisex hiking shorts with unisex top and bralette for a little while without attracting any attention before it was too hot for the bralette and shirt to be any fun at all. So they went in the back pack. Noone ever seems to explore a rather large plateau at the top so when I got there and admired the views for a minute I discretely changed into a long body hugging slip (Not one of those control things. It seems to be a relatively new type of form fitting but unconfining slip) and wandered around in that with just panties and boots. Let me tell you, the feel of a gentle mountain breeze on a warm day on my bare legs through the slip was really something. Far more fun than the feel of that same breeze on just bare legs and hiking shorts. I wandered around for a while admiring more views and feeling a part of things in a different, more romanitic way.
Remembering that the most important part of a successful ascent is a successful descent after, and that downhill tired is more worrisome and harder on the knees than uphill fresh, I took my time hiking down after I changed back into the hiking shorts. I have to admit the idea of wafting down the late afternoon mountain in a slip sounded awfully romantic and enchanting. Perhaps some other time.
Today I feel fine-knees a bit stiff but that's it.
The CDing on the mountain top was a lot of fun and something I have wanted to do since I joined this forum. But the physically successful hike was at this point a personal triumph for me. I am utterly thrilled and do not care that this was something I used to consider absurdly easy. Onwards, slowly.
Absaroka