The longest Hike I’ve ever done.

So. I managed it. I did the half dome hike. Well coming to think about it, there were 10 and 9 year olds finishing the hike, so I don’t know if mine can count as an accomplishment at all. No. For a lazy bummer like me who sticks to 4 odd mile hikes for most part, it was a big deal. I was carrying shit load of crap and almost broke my back, my muscles have never ached so much, I had cramps and I stubbed my toes so many times that it hurt to put my foot down…and yet I managed. Double hurray to me. :-)



The hike isn’t so much as hard as it was tedious. It was just tiresomely looooong. And I realized something phenomenal about myself from it. No matter how reluctant I am to do it, and how many weird odds face me, I end up managing to come through. Well only if I actually jump in to try it, but I finish it. I don’t know if this applies only to hikes or I can apply that logic to my life in general. Actually. I should know when to quit. I don’t want to “stick through it” when I should be quitting instead. (Whoever said quitting is for losers, didn’t know what they were talking about.)

Anyways, we started at a ridiculously early time (‘cos one wants to make it down by sun down). A bunch of people made up the party and it was good fun. I’ve posted pics of the trip so you can see where all we’ve been to. That’s about that I guess. I thought I’d have a piss load to say about the whole hike when I was actually doing it. But now that it is done, there isn’t much to say. Hmm. The way down was crazy. Dili and I almost ran down to get back before sun down and made it in under 4 hours, only to find that we were the first to make it down. Our party that left early hadn’t even gotten there. So there we are, tired and weary, sitting on the ground and waiting for the duffers who had the car keys. The first thing I did was take my shoes off. Those things weighed a ton. Jeez. Oh well. Other than that, it was all rosy n peachy We saw a bear on the way down, heading towards the camp sites to look for food. It stopped when it saw us and headed towards us for a few steps (I was scared at this point and the “aww ..look it’s a bear” feeling had died down), but thankfully it changed it’s mind and went to the camp site instead.