If Decorum Doesn’t Matter…

…then I’m doing just fine.  It was back to the M today, after I’d puttered away a beautiful day for walking yesterday. MD and I hit the trail by late morning and put in a good 1.5 hour walk, up the steep route and down the on-one’s-hind-end path.  Walking up the steep path,

…MD and I were passed by a young guy hiking up with his parasailing gear on his back.  Our conversation was casual, but I got the impression that he was truly inquiring into my well-being.  My steam-engine-like breathing can be disconcerting, I guess.  Anyway, no need to worry…I just keep going at my own pace.

MD and I sat at the top for a bit, watching the parasailers running down through the M, catching the wind.  This disturbs MD to no end.  It’s hard to say why, but she just frets over everyone taking off.  Given her adventurous spirit, maybe she’s wishing she could be going along.

I decided to take the shortcut way down, which means going over the rock scrambling section.  This path goes down fairly steeply and cuts off about a half-mile, I think.  It’s a nice path…

…it just gets a narrower than the regular paths before reaching the scrambling section.  Also, it feels a little different through here, probably because of this…

…which is quite far overhead.  The standard path leads well above this huge outcrop.  Anyway, this cave looks like it’s just begging for a bear to curl up in there, but today I took a good look at it and it’s actually quite shallow…probably not enough room for a bear.  Yep.  I’m going with that.

So, onward it was and over the rock face, once again scooting along in a sitting position.

Decorum’s overrated anyway, right?

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About walksandrambles

My love of walking began in 2005, when, travelling with my Girl Scout troop to Switzerland, I joined a group of Norwegians for a day, to walk up Elsignenalp. I wasn't at all sure I could make it, but the guide was kind and through her encouragement, started out. It was an all-day affair for me and I was always the last one, but this didn't matter a bit...I'd found my new love! No photos exist for this...the camera went missing on a train...but I remember toasting myself with a cup of tea from my thermos at the top...it was a day of tough work and pure pleasure. If you walk, you know what I mean!
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2 Responses to If Decorum Doesn’t Matter…

  1. freedlife says:

    Decorum is not required when having a good time. I hike to feel good, not look good.

  2. brulionman says:

    to spend a night in cave like this – priceless 🙂 even better that it’s so shallow

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